Sephiroth trailed quietly into the cafeteria as the guards forced them from the gardens. His thoughts still lingered on Cloud's state of health, but he knew well what he had to do. Until the blonde's body had processed, he wouldn't let Cloud out of his sight. The night was quickly coming after all
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"Waaaugh!"
Lost in thought, Sae had tripped over a chair sitting slightly away from one of the tables. Her tray of food went flying onto the nearest prisoner - a blonde, muscled man in a Traitor's uniform. He looked sunken and imposing, and Sae immediately felt her chest tighten in apprehension. He was already probably pretty depressed about being here, and now he had food all over him too? What if he got mad? Was he one of those violent prisoners? "AHH! I'm so sorry!" she exclaimed, scrambling off of the chair for her tray and then setting it on the table. She reached forward a bit with the intent of wiping some of the mess off the man, then pulled back again. Forward, then back again. She was completely unsure about whether the man would be happy about her getting that close, even if she was trying to help. Unable to decide, she stopped and bowed in apology instead. "I-I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" she said again, bowing repeatedly and frantically. "I'm just such a klutz! I really didn't mean to do that! Please don't be mad!"
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