They had helped each other, in all honesty. Just like everyone that had found each other within the blazing inferno that threatened to become the entire Coliseum. Upon reflection, of which Sephiroth had plenty of time to think about it, he concluded that a lot of the other Heroes were far more competent than he had initially given any of them credit for. Not to blame him, having come in from a -at least in the majority of cases- level far above most in terms of not only combat but also in 'Hero' experience.

She weren't the only one who hated a certain clinical smell, either. It never did fail to turn Sephiroth's stomach a little every time he awoke and had temporarily forgotten where it was he was laid up. For the most part though the smell had started to fade into the background for him.

"Hello there." He'd looked over to the doorway in the seconds before she'd announced herself. Being in his position, with so little else to distract him in the room, it was impossible to miss doors opening. He recognized Terra easily, if only by her -he thought- more timid bearing as opposed to just her appearance. He hadn't had the time to look over her that closely in the battle after all.