"3 hours kupo!" Ophelia replied, trying to tone down some of her cheeriness. "Do you feel better?" Because that was the most important part, and she knew Vincent'd be worrying about that more than anything.

"Ophelia..." Vincent prompted, causing the moogle to look at him, then pout slightly before leaving her perch. He didn't sound upset, nor was he--it was more he was asking without being obvious, for a moment alone. The moogle at least had learned to read Vincent's moods enough to know that. "I'll get some water kupo..."

For his part, Vincent remained kneeling, and turned his attention back to the exhausted scientist. "I would let you rest more, but you'd risk waking up to an argument."