Sephiroth: You’re going to leave soon, then…? *deeply frowns* I’m really going to miss you… *sighs* I’ll try concentrating on the time, but.. *closes his eyes, looking rather stunned as the time shows up in his field of vision* That’s just weird… *looks around the room, blinking as he tries to get used to it*
Technician: His metabolism is dropping. I would suggest feeding him something shortly. He’ll probably notice his own hunger soon, as soon as his pain fades away.
Hojo: Oh, I never claimed to be immortal. *watches the monitors and snickers as he sees Sephy* You’re going to kill him. You’re going to kill him, just like you’re going to do to me. I’ve no sympathy for any of you.