Wufei nods in response to the thanks, offering a small smile. "I woke up earlier today," he explains lightly, swirling the fancy, color-changing liquid in his glass. "It seems positively unreasonable that I should be so physically sound after being in a dream state for so long. There aren't even any signs of life support," he shakes his head.

None of it makes any sense. He turns to face Sephiroth fully. "What do you think? About this idea that some of us have just been lying in bed asleep for years?"