Rizon: *chirps slightly* Sorry. *pulls the tent poles out of the bag and hands them to her, bowing his head slightly as he does so* Forgive me, princess. *picks up some tent poles of his own and begins to construct the parts of the tent nearer to him*
Sephiroth: *frowns at Seferia, scowling in frustration at her words. He makes a quiet sighing sound and nods, moving to his feet again, leaving the other tent half-made* Fine. I don’t think she’s a spy though. Why would a spy be sleeping in the trees, in plain sight of view and obvious? *shakes his head* Oh who cares.