Noemi: *nods at Sephiroth and waves to him* Don’t bet on it. That old man can be quite the windbag. *smirks at Sephiroth’s direction; however, her smirk quickly vanishes as the scientist approaches her. Choosing to completely ignore the offered hand, she looks directly into the man’s eyes* Really now? So, how exactly are my children doing? *frowns at the thought of the experiments being conducted on her progeny, but doesn’t mention these sentiments*
