Zach: *very sharp, aggressive* *”I. SAID. NO!!”* *snarls and drops his box as he flies into a rage, kicking at the pile of junk in front of him*
Sephiroth: I see. *takes his place at the table, then relaxes* This should be interesting, then. *picks up his plate and helps himself to a serving of the omelette, poking at it with his fork for a moment before cutting into it so he can begin eating* Desiree, did you want to serve the other children? *places the fork in his mouth and says nothing*