Sephiroth made an amused chuckle at Seferia’s comment, then grinned further as he drew his head away from her.
“Oh, really…?” He said in a quiet playful voice. He sat up a little more, appearing to do nothing at all for a few moments. In truth, he was concentrating his energies around his back area, and then once he was done, he phased his singular black wing into existance, reaching back to pluck a flight pinion from the midsection of the wing.
“If it’s all fun, then t’s all fun,” He said teasingly, brushing the tip of the feather across her stomach, drawing invisible lines with it. “Isn’t it?”