Dude, can you... okay. Fine. He can begrudge Zack absolutely nothing, including flailing around all over him while he's trying to eat, and be conscious, and be aware of two other human beings at the same time when all he really wants is to roll over and slam his face back down in the pillow and go back to sleep. Cloud lifts his plate to keep it from being knocked off his knee and protects the bacon'n'eggs with his life. That's the priority. Sorry, Sephiroth, you're on your own.

All he does on Sephiroth's behalf is level him with raised eyebrows and a pointed glance as Zack captures him with his legs. Those are some strong legs, he knows. Not just physically strong, but like... you try having them wrapped around you and actually finding the strength within you to escape them. Go ahead, try. "Best not to make him upset," he advises, "Or it's only gonna get worse for you." As he's sure they all know already, but still. If you think he's going to beg Sephiroth into staying... Zack can do the work for him. Too tired. Not interested.