General Sephiroth sighed at Noemi, returning his attention to Zack, scowling. “I get along with him because.. I don’t know. He’s an old friend. After you, he’s the oldest one I have.” He folded his arms, adding with a grunt, “What does it matter? He does his job. He earns his respect. He respects my rank. And he seems to know when and when not to push my buttons. It would seem that we have a proper working friendship.”
He looked surprised at her next statement. “You want peace and quiet? But there’s a dragon problem here too…”
Sephiroth lowered his head slightly, then moved down to kiss Jenna on the forhead, curling his arms around her. “Ah, so you did miss me.” He grinned. “It’s only been a day.”