Rizon: *slowly shakes his head, remaining crosslegged on the floor of his tent* No, your highness. You don’t need to discuss anything further with me. So please feel free to exit my domain and tend to something more pressing, or useful. *quietly* I sense that girl’s prescence… why don’t you go see how she’s doing?
Sephiroth: I told you of your situation. I told you of my suspicions. Draw your own conclusion, or don’t. Either way you should just lie there and get some rest.