Sephiroth: Entertained..? I can entertain myself. Don’t worry yourself about it. *yawns* It’s not your obligation to keep me occupied. Now be quiet and get some rest.
Hojo: Tch… fine. Do the science on the woman. As for the specimens… don’t let them grow too fast. I don’t want them to end up stupid, or retarded in any manner, shape, or form. I want perfect powerful clones, got that?