Sephiroth raised his brows as he watched the short-haired woman more or less identical to the information and pictures on what he learned would be Jenna’s clone. He moved off the window and wandered over to her casually, scowling as he normally did when approaching people in the business-sector of things.
“I’m sure this is going to sound very strange. But we need to talk.” He said simply. “Somewhere private.”