Sephiroth narrowed his eyes at Jenna. Even though she had been teasing, he had taken the statement to heart and was properly pissed off at her.
“I said,” He repeated more slowly, his tone cool. “Watch who you call old.” He raised a hand to the light switch, using his psychic abilities to turn it to the on position. He raised a brow at her, then pointed to the mirror on his dresser. “Go see for yourself – the hair on the back of your head is even more grey than my hair right now.”