Zack: *stares at Sephiroth, a bit aghast by his first question. He then clenches his fist and shakes his head* What is wrong with you, Sephy? I thought that we all here were friends. Friends give a damn about each other if they get hurt! We don’t just say “oh, that’s it. He’s the other now.” Didn’t you like him any bit, Sephy?
