He kept one eye on Ramza as he returned Masamune to it's stand on the wall, looking away only as he took another sip from the tea before placing it back on the side. A warm, if somewhat hazy sensation crept through him as the medicinal properties of the poppy started to do it's work. It allowed Sephiroth to relax a little more and when he looked back to Ramza again, an edge was taken from the bright alertness of his gaze. It began to look as if he might be able to sleep soon

Sleep was ever the great healer- at least that fact remained the same apparently across all worlds.

"Yes. I imagine that I will. Some might think it crazy but I do take some familiarity from the routine that it offers."

Besides, before he had enlisted Sephiroth had felt mostly lost and purposeless when it came to the mundane drawl of daily life.