Sephiroth: *shakes his head* My matrress is just fine. *places his bag next to his bed, then begins to unpack, placing his few small things around the space he seems to have claimed. One he shakes the bits of smashed crockery off his clothes, he shakes the bag and carries it outside to dispose of the broken pieces in the bottom of his bag* *”Why do you need such a large living space?”*

Aeris: *glances over at Zack as he enters the medical tent* Oh, hello! *moves out of her chair and crouches down next to him to pat him on the head* We’ll all be OK to go soon. Though now you’re a wolf, they might want to give you a rabies shot. *sighs*