Noemi: *sighs at Sephiroth and nods at him* Maybe once the stitches are all healed and you’re no longer troubled by the swelling. *reaches over to take the wig from Sephy and sets it to the side of the bed* Still, I thought you were tired before? Why are you reading, Sephiroth? I don’t understand.
Kerash: Trust me, the boy will not be lost. He is more than strong enough to handle a single day awake. Now, if I had said fourty-eight hours, that would be another thing.