Sephiroth: *”No, I have not.”* *scowls* *”But if it’s a magic spell, it’s bound to wear off one day.”* *shakes his head, becoming quiet as he eats his food. He carries the frying pan with him as he heads up the stairs and leaves the base again, scanning the area as he looks for Aeris. He frowns as he is unable to sense her* *”Where is the Cetra?”*
