From the perimeter of the arrangement of chests, Sephiroth watched intently as Kanji and then Naomi both picked a chest to open; drawing his arms up to be folded over his chest as it seems they both seem to have had some insight -or perhaps just more of a touch of recklessness- that was lost on him. It never did sit well within him to be in any way outdone by others.

He unfolded his arms finally when the Temple Key was produced; there was no point in brooding over it, after all, they'd apparently found what they came for. It irked him that it had turned out to be the dead-center chest -it seemed altogether far too easy.

"That's a job done then; I guess it's back to that first room with the terminal..."