As guarded as Sephiroth undoubtedly is, he doesn't seem as stressed as others might be in keeping those walls up under examination, or small talk.

If anything, were it not for his clear dislike in being near enough surrounded on all sides by crowds of people; evident enough in that every now and then he sweeps his gaze around those closest to them, Sephiroth exudes a confident air as if he were in some way of a higher lifeform than everyone else. That whatever the insignificant beings on this Planet were doing, it had no bearing on him at all.

Sephiroth couldn't resist but to grin just for a moment at Ena's suggestion, allowing the smallest hint of his truly violent nature to peek through. She's allowed to take from that what she will before the silver-haired man actually replies.

"Sparring is a hobby I've picked up only comparatively recently. I've always been -still am, mostly- of the opinion that there is little point to play-fight." He offered her a slow shrug, blinking his attention back fully to her after a short reprieve glaring at the small group starting to form around a nearby food stall.

"It's worked to keep my skills in swordplay up there, at least."