Ignatius: Sleeping? *stares at her, blinking for a few moments. He then shakes his head in disbelief and loudly hisses, growling at her* What the hell are you doing out here? This planet is desolate and the Nemesis has killed more or less anything larger than a small dog. *hisses* Thus, your mere prescence here is suspicious. And thus, I repeat – what the hell are you doing here? Are you a friend or a foe?
Sephiroth: *stares hard at Jenna’s face, becoming slightly tense as he thinks hard, thinking that Jenna looks a lot like Nemesis in the face*