[Maybe after all of this is over he might finally wake to the fact that there are indeed others here that should be counted as friends. His own standards of the same have always been near-impenetrable to pass given previous experiences, maybe it was time to drop his shields...to let those that clearly want to help to at least be able to see how they might be able to. It scares him, what they might see though.
For the time being, as others start to say goodbyes, Sephiroth is concentrating on taking small sips of water, hardly looking around. It feels important for him to do so, as he's starting to come around to how dehydrated he's become through all of the excursions tonight. A headache has already started at the very back of his neck, almost like a strain where he's pushed SOLDIER in a way it's not meant to be used tonight.
He's more vulnerable, it seems, rather than put-off by Zelda's motherly tone, currently.]
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For the time being, as others start to say goodbyes, Sephiroth is concentrating on taking small sips of water, hardly looking around. It feels important for him to do so, as he's starting to come around to how dehydrated he's become through all of the excursions tonight. A headache has already started at the very back of his neck, almost like a strain where he's pushed SOLDIER in a way it's not meant to be used tonight.
He's more vulnerable, it seems, rather than put-off by Zelda's motherly tone, currently.]
I will, I thi-k. Soon.