Genesis was always petulant when ill or wounded. Now was no better. She childishly imitated him as he ordered the moogles out, like he was giving them a sacred duty when all he was going to do was mother hen her to death. Of course, her mutterings were muffled in the pillow.

The pillow he was trying to pull free and she smacked his hand. And continued slapping it when every tug. She wanted her damn pillow, damn it! No one was going to take it from her!

Of course, her "slapping" were rather pathetic taps and hardly did anything. Even Scholar Genesis wouldn't feel much.