Zack: *squeezes a tiny amount of maple syrup onto a spoon, then tries to spoonfeed it to him* Here, taste this. You’ll be able to tell immediately if you like it or not. It’s almost everything that defines the word “sweet”, actually.
Sephiroth: I don’t know I can trust you. *smirks* Maybe I am a naive fool for doing so. Who cares, really?