“The grain is too tasteless for my liking,” Sephiroth said as he moved to shuffle back onto the mat. “But it is also valuable. Too valuable to eat, too.” He nodded. “If I can trade it for something better, then I’m going to keep collecting my ration.”
He lay down on his mat properly, sighing as he stretched out and relaxed. His body ached with tiredness and to finally rest was a very good thing indeed.