"I think I've already come close to splitting my stitches wide open," he laughed, "With Vincent bein' mistakin' for a girl..." he laughed louder, the joyful recollection showing through his eyes, "I don't think I'll ever let him live it down as long as we're here!"

He moaned then, placing a tentative hand on his stomach, "Well, maybe just a couple of days. Shit, where I come from, Materia woulda healed this up in no time. Yours too."