"Well, to be honest, my aim is due to Sephiroth," Genesis shrugged nonchalantly, walking toward Angeal's voice, feeling with his foot for the downed pillow. "Otherwise, I would have hit the wall on the other side of the room."

He chuckled, bending down to grab the pillow. He gave Angeal a lightersmack with it on the back. "You can say hello to our awakened friend."