Sephiroth: *growls slightly, offended by Seferia’s thoughts* Fine, go ahead and do whatever the hell you want to my clothing. *is quite annoyed now, due to the fact he didn’t want anything done to his clothing, as they were comfortable to him. He also didn’t want to have to wear armoured clothing all the time, either. He stands there with his arms folded, waiting for her to change his clothing, half expecting her to change it to something that would suit her tastes* Fffeh… *scowls* No wonder those idiots keep calling me your pet human. Will I ever be able to make my own decisions about what I want to do?
