Orpheus tilted his head as Sephiroth looked back at him. He wasn’t quite certain what to make out of the silver-haired man that was sitting with his mother. He had not really seen the man before, so he was a stranger as far as he was concerned. Still, he looked ok, so he wasn’t scared.
Meanwhile, Desiree drove to the restaurant in relative silence. She couldn’t really think of anything to say at the time. Not to mention, the trip wasn’t that long. Once she got to the restaurant, though, she parked before she moved back to unstrap Orpheus.
“Father, can you please get Milena for me?” Desiree requested. “I know she isn’t related to you, but I’d still appreciate the help.”