Sephiroth crouched with his knees in the snow, his head lowered as he slowly caught his breath. He finally was able to relax and got to his feet again, only to loudly snarl as the female appeared nearby him again! He turned his head to glare back at her, becoming even angrier. What would it take to lose this persistant woman? He could think of almost nothing now.
“Shut up with the comments about me being a son of some nobody.” He loudly snorted. “I am the son of Jenova, end of story. Now, what the hell do you want from me? I’m of no use to you, and I am not doing anything objectionable.”
“…Yet.” He thought to himself. He turned to face her, standing tall, snarling. “Stop following me. We spoke, I told you how to get your information. Stop bothering me now, all right?”