[Sephiroth relaxes ever so slightly. That Equius is able to speak - able to smile - suggests he must have considerably pulled that punch. So Equius isn't dying, at least not yet, and that's a relief.

Though why Equius is smiling at him after what he just did, he has no idea whatsoever.]

I...apologize. When I was taken, they...did something to me. To my head. I don't have long before it starts again. [He gives Equius a look that's somewhere between guilt and pleading - a much more open expression than Sephiroth normally allows himself.] I need to be - restrained. I can't control myself.