~Azul, do not make me repeat myself. Get off the ceiling. I do not want to force you, but if you don’t listen, I shall do whatever is needed.~
As Jenna entered her bedroom, she set Kether down in his crib. She pat his head in order to insure that the mute boy was comfortable. After a moment, she walked away to pace through the room. After a while, she stormed to the dresser so that she could turn Sephiroth’s drawers inside out.