Sephiroth: *stumbles back down the stairs, finding it a bit hard to walk down them with his big cat feet. He grunts as he walks into Jenna’s quarters, moving back to dodge bits of flying glass. He growls at Jenna and cautiously walks through the room, not wanting to stand on any bits of broken glass. He growls at her and sniffs the air, looking rather disgusted* What the hell are you doing? It smells like a brewery in here.