Sephiroth: *hears the laughter and peers in the doorway, seeming content with what he finds* Ah, good work. *nods at Desiree* I hope they were not too much trouble in the end. If you need help drying them, I shall be in the next room. *lies down on Jenna’s side of the bed and relaxes out. If undisturbed, he would drift into a state of light sleep*

Zach: *returns to his room and shuts himself in, locking his door behind him, not intending to come out again any time soon*