Seferia: *doesn’t bother answering Zach at all. Instead, she just locks her gaze on the dragon. Snorting after another few moments, she turns her attention to Sephiroth once more. She roams her eyes over him, though there’s a faint hint of distaste* That is your son in there. *she states it quite plainly. However, it would also sound like an accusation more than a simple statement*
