Zelda opened her mouth as if to speak however after a moment of confused silence she closed it again. She watched the timer inspecting each little grain of sand as it shifted and fell into the glass below. It was hard to describe how she felt though she was starting to feel a little bit better. Day by day the pain ebbed though there was always a weight of loneliness.

"It's getting better." She admitted softly. She wouldn't lie or dance around the subject with Sephiroth. "I've been trying to distract myself though I've had a few visitors and friends who've helped."

She smiled wistfully. "I'm trying not to push myself very hard but it's difficult." She didn't want to cry so she began to fuss with the tea as the timer reached it's end. "I don't know if he'll wake up this time." She thought things were getting better.