Zack growled in frustration at Sephiroth’s retreating form. He then shook his head before snorting.
“Sephiroth, you still need to confront him. Come on, I know you’re more responsible than this.”
He snorted again before he bent down to take away two of the fish that he had lain down earlier. Once he has the fish in his mouth, he trots back to his own tent, intending to share the fish with Cloud.