Mary paused as she entered the room, glancing about and taking it all in. It was as much to give Sephiroth a chance to see her as it was for her to assess him. Given their last encounters she wasn't sure how he'd react to her, nor how his recovery was going. A frown ticked briefly across her face as she laid eyes on him. She was learning more and more she didn't know what was going through his mind, but their friendship and association were at least such that she could make a guess based on his past actions.

She recognized the tired and drawn look of a man of action who had been confined to bed longer than he wanted and yet for his own good. The way the arm was taped down and the way his muscles had tensed were at odds with the bags under his eyes and the pale look on his face. Clearly he was fighting the sleep his body knew he needed.

"Ahoy there. Was wonderin' if I could speak with you, if you're willing."

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