Sephiroth sighed. “I may as well do it. I’m the talentless one without much magical ability. That, and I still have my box of Materia, nearly complete also.” He grabbed his toast once it popped, then began to butter it, sitting down at the table to eat. He teleported the wooden crate of materia from under his bed onto the floor beside him.
“Go see.”
*”I don’t like the idea of a new person here…”* Cancer stepped out of her bedroom and walked into the kitchen, eyeing off Jenna and Sephiroth. “Wow. What the hell did you do now?” She headed to the cupboard and made a bowl of cereal, sitting down at the table to eat also. “Does the new person have to come?”
“Yes,” Sephiroth answered quickly.