Zach: *picks up the sheathed sword, pointing the end at her* Want to say that again, scurvy dog? *mockingly growls at her and pulls the sheath off again, waving the sword around dangerously* Nonsense. I can fight as good as the next person. And better than you. Because boys are better than girls at everything.
Sephiroth: You should have said something sooner… *frowns and shakes his head* It’s not good if it hurts you. I don’t care how strong of a psychic you think I am.