Hojo: *growls as the assistant hands him the papers and he snatches them away with great anger, not bothering to thank him* More work that the stupid scaled moron didn’t want to do, I see. *throws the papers down onto the desk and leans back in his chair, plotting a way to get back upstairs*
Sephiroth: *frowns at her and continues reading to himself* I do not think there’s any way to stop it entirely. There’s just mentions of ways to alleiviate it, but not to stop it completely… I suppose they would have to cut out your uterus to make you stop going into heat.