Sephiroth: *deeply frowns at Jenna and takes a seat in a chair. He folds his arms, seeming unconvinced of Jenna’s words, at least until the Sephiroth from the future appears in the room*
Sephiroth: *was in the middle of working at his desk, and is still holding his pen when he is ‘teleported’ into the room. He stands tall, dusting himself off for a moment, tucking his pen into his pants pocket* Ah, this place. *glances around the room, then at Jenna and Sephiroth, grunting in disapproval of the situation* What do you want?