Hold
Sephiroth carried the young sergeant's unconscious form out of the destruction and wreckage when the building collapsed during her mission. Sergeant Farron was a heroine of the moment. Civilian lives were saved, not a single one was even harmed, watched the scene of the fallen building they were in and the renowned general personally carrying her off in his arms. To them, it could be interpreted that the general and sergeant are a couple or have a very close relationship. None of that matters. Despite saving those lives, the incident compromised her safety as she was the only one hurt.
She was covered in soot and ash that darkened her skin, suffered minor burns, and her Guardian Corps uniform was torn in numerous places. The telltale trickling blood from her strawberry blond bangs slid from her temple indicated that the blow knocked her out. She looks to be asleep or dead, except for the slow rise and fall of her chest, still breathing.
The Legendary SOLDIER reluctantly relinquished the woman from the cradle of his chest to the medics so she can receive medical attention. He followed them in calculated strides, positive that the situation can be taken over by other SOLDIER members while he is by her side. She is his responsibility.
Lightning only needed a couple of stitches and rest. She was going to be fine and going to have to bear with the bandages and the bruises. He released a breath of air that he was oblivious he had been keeping.
"Sir…?" The strawberry blonde murmured softly as her heavy eyelids slid open. Her weary voice prompted the man to look up from the hands he tightened into fists and sit up straighter. She rose to sit up without any difficulty, but stopped herself and gingerly touched her forehead, looking around. "What happened to me…?"
Sephiroth leaned forward and pulled her into a fierce embrace. They were alone in one of the tents, and if someone walked in on them, it wouldn't matter. He harshly berated the woman for being so reckless yet congratulated her efforts and bravery. It confused the sergeant.
But in all the chastising she apprehended, never once had he let her go from his hold.