It turns out he's already looked over her, paused even at the unusual hair colour that he thought he recalled also from the meeting last month; a passing recollection really, after being put on the spot regarding Calamity Knight most of his will to further interact with anyone there had taken a significant dent.

But as it's clear she was approaching, Sephiroth turned to face her, his long silver hair following the movement almost like a great cape. For a moment he looked down over Ena, his eyebrows arching upwards slightly as his attentive pale green eyes took in initial details. As she extends a hand, he even offers a cordial -if limited- smile before doing the same. First impressions count, especially if they were to be fighting together.

His handshake, bound in leather gloves, is firm and telling of the control he has over his strength. The gesture doesn't linger more than necessary before he retracts his hand and lets it fall casually to his side.

"Indeed I should hope so, given the event that's brought us here." He seems to hit something of a pause, being not much for making acquaintances and at the same time still sizing her up. In the circumstances though he judges it best to keep focus on the point.

"What do you make, of all of this?"