Vincent: *stares at Aeris, trying to study her for any sign of lies or deception. He then slowly shakes his head* It seems that we have much to discuss. *he climbs up onto the ship. He then calls out* Cid, I believe it will be best if we all meet in the conference room.
Desiree: *scowls at Sephiroth* You’re acting as if I’m moving hundreds of miles away. *snorts in irritation* I hate the smell down here. I am staying in the base. But fine, disown me because I don’t want to live in stench! I don’t care. You stopped caring the minute the bitch came back home anyway.
Seres: *looks up at Sephiroth then nods* Ok, Fatha. Can I stay here?