Sephiroth: *with Jenna distracted, he takes it upon himself to get away from the area, looking for proper makeshift first-aid supplies. He soon finds some straight sticks and sits down to make a splint out of them, then begins pulling at his coat lining, ripping it into strips to use as a makeshift bandage. He keeps the splinted wrist still as he carefully wraps the coat innards around it, pulling them taut and tight, totally ignoring the incredible amount of pain lancing through his arm right now. He scans the area behind him again, wanting to make sure Jenna hasn’t moved again, wanting to keep track of her*