Seferia tilted her head so that she could follow Sephiroth’s moves as he points out what he had been carrying. She then nodded her head with understanding.
“Ah, I see. I would offer to carry more. However, I am burdened enough as it is.” She sadly shook her head as she momentarily thought over her weaknesses. However, she chose not to dwell on these thoughts for long.
Once Sephiroth returned to the tent, she repositioned herself so that she was now sitting behind him. Upon making herself comfortable, she gently set her hands on his back so that she could call upon her magics and send a few healing waves through his body.
“I hope that soothed some of the discomfort.”
Once she was done with the spell, she reached up to gently pet the top of his head, as if he were one of the felines that she grew up with.