Genesis' soft voice and gentle touch soothe Sephiroth down from his state of red alert relatively quickly, even before his half-asleep mind processes the actual words being said. He blinks some more of the sleep from his eyes, ducking his head down to breathe in Genesis' scent and reassure himself further. Everything's...all right. Genesis is fine, and in his arms. For once, nothing terrible is happening.

"What was the rush?" he asks eventually, once he's properly awake enough to remember that even if everything is fine, Genesis had still wanted him for something.