Cancer: *grins and takes the slice* Thank you. *begins to silently munch on it, seeming pleased with the dinner setup tonight* We should do this more often.
Sephiroth: *casually slides back in the chair and moves to his feet, walking out of the kitchen*
Zach: Phh, why? He’s not my father. He’s Seres’s father, and Dimitri’s father. And yours. Genetically. As for me, he’s genetically my base copy. I’m just a carbon copy. And a poor one at that. *sets the book close to his eyes as he reads, munching on his dinner*