Sephiroth held the boy in his arms, frowning as he heard the sounds he made. He watched him for any signs of discomfort or upset, finding none initially. He sighed as he looked the boy over, not doing a very good job of hiding his own worries and concerns.
Zach quickly recapped the syringe, tossing it into the garbage. He would have to get rid of it later… if anyone found out what he had done, they would most likely fire him. He sat on the edge of the bed and waited for Jenna to live again. Hopefully she would be happier the next time aruond.