Sephiroth: *hums quietly as he works on a few more reports, denying most of them, allowing one, and placing a big query over another, archiving it for later. When he picks up another to place on the desk in front of him, he is distracted by Sekhmet’s rude interruption, staring at the device now on his papers* What about it? It’s an ordinary lightning grenade, isn’t it?
