Sephiroth: *smirks* That is fortunate for you. *reaches across for some soap and begins to slowly cleanse himself* I might as well do something useful while I am here.
Seph: *”I’d sooner complain about how much this body conforming suit restricts my movement and makes my genitals sweaty, mother. There’s nothing wrong with the sword.”*
Zack: *”I know that, but we’re going to see if I’m the same type as her first. If I am, I’m going to donate it all and kill myself so I can repeat the process.”* *makes a muffled sniffle into his pillow* *”And if that won’t work, then I have a backup plan….”*