“Preserve him for the good of his species… but I would prefer he did not shoot at us again.” Sephiroth frowned as he continued on his way. He was glad that the bullet had not struck anyone.
He continued on his way, seeming discontent as the harsh sun bothered him. He kept quiet though.
Sephiroth raised a brow at Seferia and slowly nodded his head. “You want to attempt something?” He wondered what she would do and was very curious as he stepped over to her, tilting his head. “I want to know what it is first, before I can consent.”