Sephiroth: *growls back at her* I am not an overgrown child. I don’t know how you manage to conjure up such an assumption, I certainly do not do anything that is considered childish. *stops to tighten his yukata’s sash, then heads into the town square. He makes his way towards the stairs, intending to walk up to the shops area, then stops, scowling down at his hands, which are beginning to tingle* What the hell is happening to me? *the coloured red energies that make up Sephiroth begin to drift away from him, disintergrating off into the air around him*
Cloud: I.. I really don’t know. Either she knows something we don’t, or she’s holding onto a false hope. *scowls* Personally, I don’t think Sephiroth is capable of changing, ever. I think it’s a lost cause. I don’t know why she keeps persuing it.
Aeris: *continues praying, stopping for a moment to mumble back to them, her voice sad* You’re so prejudiced and judgemental…