Noemi stepped into General Sephiroth’s quarters right after the two silver-haired men entered the room. Once inside, she leaned back to lock the door in order to insure that they would have privacy. She then moved to the side of the General before she frowned at the unmarked Sephiroth.
“It is quite remarkable. You do seem to look exactly like the General did when he first received his rank…,” the woman commented.
As she glanced over at the General, the captain released a sigh before she reached in to grip onto his sword-arm. She then tried to guide it back down.
“Diplomacy and not threats are required for the time being, General Sephiroth. Please, keep your cool.” A smirk graced her lips as she continued on, “I know you’re younger and hot-headed, but try to keep from gutting him.”