Yuffie can relate to not sleeping well. She can't remember the last restful night sleep she had alone in her room. She had stayed with Tifa a few times, curled up like a baby chick even though they were now almost the same age. Tifa will always feel older than her and it was a strange comfort.

She grunted as Sephiroth's firm grip took hold of her neck. She had expected something like this and the words quickly fell from her lips to temper his anger. "Wait, wait, wait, wait?! I didn't come to do anything weird! I just needed to talk to you without others around." It was the easiest place to find Sephiroth alone though she wished he wouldn't be so rough with her.

It didn't hurt but her heart still frantically raced in her chest and her shoulders tensed preparing for an attack. She squinted trying to make out his features in the dim lighting. "Of course I know. You think I'd be stupid enough to do this if it wasn't important?"

Well, it was important to Yuffie.