What remained unsaid was the fact that when Sephiroth had been in the hospital, he'd assumed he'd be healed up a lot quicker than it was currently taking for him to mend. He'd expected to be on the next shuttle back to Esdham to pick up where he left off. He felt he owed that to his comrades who had fallen in the battle at least. The medal that Biggs had awarded him was bitter to think about considering his current disabled state.

Faith wasn't it, not at all, but Sephiroth's mind was quickly starting to become foggier so while he found it an odd thing for Ramza to say he couldn't quite conjure any appropriate response. Just as well that he didn't try, since as Ramza asked him about the mug, a thicker veil of exhaustion settled over his hearing and words were muffled.

"Hm?" Heavier eyes drifted over to the cup and only then he made the connection. Blinking sternly a few times Sephiroth slightly nodded at Ramza. "If you don't mind-"