Sephiroth seemed confused as Seferia led him away. He followed her anyway, the confusion only rising further when she led him into a decrepit run-down old men’s restroom. He glanced at the corner, then frowned back at her, wondering what on earth she was planning.
“Strip down…?” He said blankly. “Well…” He shrugged his shoulders and stepped into one of the cubicles to do so. After removing his leather pants, coat, and the rest of his attire, he neatly folded all of it and stepped back out into the open, both hands covering his private area. He felt very exposed and naked right now, and he was, quite literally.
“What are you going to do?”