Serge is correct that the looming failure is like a thunderous cloud over Sephiroth's never-too-bright mood, but it's the larger consequences for him personally that makes it all the harder to swallow. What's the point in having been given a fresh existence, a new physical body, yet only to have none of the influence he'd been destined for, and then to die as pointlessly as any other mundane form of life.
It wasn't just a failure, it was utter defeat in everything he'd strove towards.
Sephiroth stiffens visibly as Serge puts a hand against the silver armor forever at his shoulder -a flash of a reaction held back from being manifest at the physical contact; he'd let Serge make the touch, of course, else the reaction would have come just as he'd moved to raise his hand. But whatever that particular crease of expression was it vanished almost immediately.
In amidst all the spoken sentiment which wasn't worth a second thought, there was one notion that Sephiroth did connect with though. Little changes do indeed amount to Big ones, and he himself had once delivered the impossible before. The circumstances, the environment, the life-mechanics here; different yet not. Perhaps he did just need to have a little more faith in himself; in what he already knew.
"Well, we'd better get to it then, whatever it is that we're to see here..." Sephiroth then stepped away from Serge to take a large view around, pinpointing whereabouts their two adventurers were wandering off to and marching back towards them.
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It wasn't just a failure, it was utter defeat in everything he'd strove towards.
Sephiroth stiffens visibly as Serge puts a hand against the silver armor forever at his shoulder -a flash of a reaction held back from being manifest at the physical contact; he'd let Serge make the touch, of course, else the reaction would have come just as he'd moved to raise his hand. But whatever that particular crease of expression was it vanished almost immediately.
In amidst all the spoken sentiment which wasn't worth a second thought, there was one notion that Sephiroth did connect with though. Little changes do indeed amount to Big ones, and he himself had once delivered the impossible before. The circumstances, the environment, the life-mechanics here; different yet not. Perhaps he did just need to have a little more faith in himself; in what he already knew.
"Well, we'd better get to it then, whatever it is that we're to see here..." Sephiroth then stepped away from Serge to take a large view around, pinpointing whereabouts their two adventurers were wandering off to and marching back towards them.