You know, with all this talk about him being superior to the human race, you'd think that he was immune to…a simple cold?

Well now you can't be sure since, Sephiroth is laying in your bed, his large frame nearly taking up the whole space as he had his arm over his eyes and head turned to the side, sniffling and sweating. He had no intentions of conversing with you, him let alone being under your care is shameful enough.