Sephiroth: If I do, kill me and make a clone out of me. And neuter it, because I’m sick of being bred from. The class-mates who know of it call me the luckiest male alive… a couple of them have asked to see into one of the restricted rooms around the facility. *snorts and leans into the hug*
Rhyderi: *stares back at Seferia* I didn’t mean to… it was.. *points to the magazine* It caught fire by itself!
Kalysto: *remains hidden under the bed, not moving for anything*