He meant to give it to Sephiroth as a gift but in this case necessity outweighed waiting for the right time. The thanks was all he needed to lift his spirits just enough to keep going and with a nod he left it at that.

"I'll leave you to get settled in. I have some other things I need to tend to that need daily attention." He said as he pulled himself from the door frame and unfolded his arms. "You'll know where to find me."

Just with anything else, time and attention was all that was needed to heal old wounds. Angeal knew that if he hovered around too much that he could cause those old wounds to rip open and he didn't need that. Neither of them did. Sephiroth was a subtle man and Angeal learned from experience. He stopped in midstep and turned to face his old friend.

"We'll talk soon."