Seferia: *looks up at him as she feels his thoughts then nods to herself, choosing that they are understandable. She soon gets to her feet, though she stumbles for a bit. As she gains her balance, she once again thinks of how much she despises having been so severely injured that she is nearly invalid. However, once she’s on her feet, she casts a spell to put on a black outfit before walking over to the corner. Soon after swiping Sephiroth’s coat from his corner, she moves back over to his side and offers it to him* You would not like going to get fresh air without something to cover yourself up in. *considers his thoughts on their career and doesn’t seem to understand. She considers how she’s always had no problems being professional and distanced from her position as Clawina’s “daughter” in some points even though she served as the feline’s second-in-command. So, she doesn’t see how anything would change*