Sephiroth: *has become disinterested and just idly watches the TV, bored, scowling*

Seph: *grunts sharply* I don’t want to get any diseases, that would be rather unfortunate on my behalf. *gets to his feet with relative ease and picks up his bags of shopping* I’m going to need to buy a dresser soon. Even if I just store it in my subspace pocket, my clothes will be somewhere and organized.

Zack: *tightens the torniquet and carefully pokes her arm with a needle, filling it up with blood from the vein he poked the needle into* So much for you hating people, hmm? Yet now you’re prepared to help one.