Sephiroth: *scowls at Gorchev’s outburst, thinking the feline rather silly. He is also annoyed that the feline can get angry without reprimand, but Sephiroth cannot do the same* You don’t even have a plan, do you? *snorts* I don’t care if you’re prepared when you leave. But if you rush out there without thinking, you’re a damn idiot.
Zola: *nods her head, then raises it high* Indeed. The Grand Mother Dragon would be an ally and a comfort to us all.