Sephiroth: *narrows his eyes as he is handed the feather, turning it over in his hands for a moment or two. He hides his expression with annoyance, but in truth, he is rather intruiged by it. It seems very vaguely familiar to him and he spends longer than he otherwise normally would examining it. But as he does not want to give this woman the satisfaction of knowing that she has made him interested, he turns his back to her and begins to walk away, discarding the feather over his shoulder.* I am not interested. Goodbye.
