Despite how he'd rather hide it, even while the white mage came over to them Sephiroth had tilted his head back and to the side away from Jade, and taken a few sharp, deep breaths into himself as if the oxygen might help his focus to get over the ripping pain taking over much of the area on his leg which was bound up. Employing the old technique of trying not to give his injury any more attention and therefore force it to the back of his mind somehow.

Jade was not far wrong with his assumption, all told. The cooling wash of white magic was cast over him and the pain was numbed again; much like it had been just before he'd woken up. A few beats later and, after blinking back wetness which had streamed from his eyes Sephiroth looked back in Jade's direction.

"That might be a better idea. We've the whole journey back to Aqures tomorrow as well."

Meanwhile, the nurse nodded to Jade and cast a concerned look over Sephiroth before quite hastily striding off in the direction of the medicine supplies at the other end of the clinic. He had already been quite the handful, so obtaining something more to get him to relax seemed prudent; wrenching his leg at this early stage of recovery would only serve to prolong the length of time it would take.