Seferia tilted her head as she listened to Sephiroth’s proposal. She then released a faint rumbling chuckle.
“Ah, so that is what you had been doing. I was wondering.”
Taking notice of Sephiroth’s position, she briefly released a faint snort. She then brought up her right hand and tried to beacon him over to her.
“Come over here, Sephiroth. I have already set up your mat.” She waved toward his sleeping spot, which had been set up right next to herself, as she made this statement.