Ignatius: *glances back at Seferia and grins* What was she shot up with? Just a home-made concoction of anasthetics and tranquilisers, Seferia. She’ll be fine. There wasn’t enough to kill her, don’t worry.
Sephiroth: *”I see… I just want to hurry up and get this over with. Tell them to move faster. They wouldn’t listen to me.”*