Desiree blinked as she looked up at Sephiroth, listening to him as he spoke. After a while, understanding spread across her expressions. So, she leaned in to give Sephiroth a gentle squeeze, taking advantage of the fact that the song had ended anyway.
“I’m still your daughter, Father. I’ll always need you,” she assured him. “This is just a formality, it’s not going to be any different from the last few years.”