Ignatius: *growls and springs back as the woman tumbles out of the tree, baring his teeth as he stands over her once she falls on the ground. He points the dagger at her and lowers his head, growling slightly* Are you ever going to answer my questions? I’m getting pretty tired of asking.
Sephiroth: *grips the katana handle tight but does nothing for now* *”Very well. It’s fine, Seferia.”*