Sephiroth: *struggles angrily in his binds as he is strapped down by a pair of Sangheili assistants, then closes his eyes and begins to whine in a helpless manner, upset and angry with the fact that he can’t get away. He senses Noemi’s prescence and glares at her for a moment, then turns his head away* What do you want… *begins to sniffle* You’ve come to mock me now?
Ysaty’mee: *calmly* Be quiet. *picks up a brace designed to hold a human head still, then he places a hand under Sephy’s head, sliding the brace under it* If you keep up that behavior, you will be given a sedative before they begin. *places a heated blanket over Sephy after he is strapped in properly*