[It was near impossible to hear Sephiroth walk around, bare feet and all. He couldn't stop occasionally looking over at Tohko, hoping she didn't stumble over or into some of the equipment in here. He wasn't sure that with his current sluggishness he would be able to steady her if that happened.

When did he start caring? Maybe the realization that the virus could be a bigger deal than he originally surmised stirred some sort of 'we're in this together' vibe, who knows, he was way too exhausted to figure it out really. He paused to consider that a moment before spotting a series of crutches all lined up along the side of one of the cabinets. Though chunky and hardly a walking cane, one of them might at least help her from stumbling around.]

"The cough isn't the worst of it." [Sniff, sniff... it was annoying how he had to stop what he was doing to wipe at his nose with an overused napkin. Mental note: try to find some more napkins in the kitchen later. Sephiroth drew closer; but not far enough that physical contact could happen, guiding the arm brace part of the crutch towards Tohko's hands]

"I went through all those pills you gave me before. Do you know of anything that is stronger?"