Sephiroth: Do you want to get bits of dirt and ice in your eyes while skiing? *places on his own goggles* I don’t.
Azul: Not really. You’re just not heavy. *carries Kether up to his room, then sets him down on his bed* There you go. *pulls the covers over him* Have a nice nap.
Kether: Strong. *grins and hugs Azul as she carries him*
Aeris: *holds her wings up high to continue trying to keep warm* *”No? You mean his wife, right?”*