Ramza stood, and collected the mug from Sephiroth's bedside table. He also gathered up the cleaning supplies he'd used on Masamune.

"I'll get this cleaned up. Rest a bit," he said quietly, not wanting to jar the other man out of the doze he was clearly slipping into. Ramza placed the oils and whetstone into their cupboard in the hallway, and carried the mug and the dirtied cleaning cloth downstairs.

He looked around for Spencer as he entered the kitchen, wondering if he'd gone out as Ramza has offered. If so, he'd stay nearby in case Sephiroth awoke and needed help. There were dishes to wash, and laundry, to keep him occupied.