Sephiroth watched Zelda as she looked around the living room, pulled at her dress some -it seemed a little out of season- and then went about arranging her hair into a braid. It reminded him that his own hair was now not so much longer than hers, braided as it was also and rested forwards down over one shoulder. Another sore spot that he dwelled entirely too much on; hair would grow back easier than his broken leg would heal.
"Sadly not quickly enough." He commented with a larger shrug than was really necessary.
He couldn't help but to smile lightly as she finished up- though it would be obvious to her that if he could in any way do any of the work himself then he would be doing so - he'd even insisted on trying to cook for himself, against Spencer's advice. It was a sorry state to be stuck in, considering how proactive an individual he was himself.
"I was concerned that the stresses you put yourself under on behalf of everyone here would finally get on top of you." He settled some more into the couch and with a low 'umph' sound, heaved his plaster cast up and onto the footstool nearby. "And now here you are again, going above and beyond on my account."
#3) Recovery: Feb 20th -ish
"Sadly not quickly enough." He commented with a larger shrug than was really necessary.
He couldn't help but to smile lightly as she finished up- though it would be obvious to her that if he could in any way do any of the work himself then he would be doing so - he'd even insisted on trying to cook for himself, against Spencer's advice. It was a sorry state to be stuck in, considering how proactive an individual he was himself.
"I was concerned that the stresses you put yourself under on behalf of everyone here would finally get on top of you." He settled some more into the couch and with a low 'umph' sound, heaved his plaster cast up and onto the footstool nearby. "And now here you are again, going above and beyond on my account."