Sephiroth: *tenses as Seferia grips onto his shoulder and swings around to face her again, pondering whether or not to attack. A low growl escapes him, and right now he is rather mentally conflicted about what to do. He moves back from her, snarling, confused about her right now* I know… *snorts* Sekhmet has the virus in our base? *narrows his eyes* Why?