Sephiroth: *sleep peacefully through most of the night, and partway into the morning, at least until Jenna’s wings irritate his face. He makes a low snorting sound, before sneezing when some of the feather fibers get into his nose. He forces his eyes open and reaches over to push her wing off him, then he tries to wiggle out of her arms, wanting to get up for the day and take a shower*
