[Four minutes and fifty-three seconds. Sephiroth, he is truly surprised that you didn't wait the extra seven seconds to preserve that innate sense of exactness that Zack knows you have. Still, five minutes is such a short time to prepare oneself for a meeting that Zack doubts will go entirely smoothly.]
I'm still getting used to that name. [It's a quiet statement, made more to himself than to his companion. He hadn't been looking in Sephiroth's direction on the arrival of his Shinki; Zack turns now to face him. It hits him then, truly hits him: the lack of recognition. Sephiroth doesn't know who he is, or who — or what — he had thought he was. Perhaps that is ultimately a blessing, but that doesn't make this at all easy for Zack.
Not that he'll allow any of that to show on his face, of course. If there's one thing he had learned from Sephiroth, it's how to school one's emotions into perfect neutrality.]
I was. And I saw you. But I saw too the opportunity to try to get some answers, and I sensed it was fleeting. [There's a slightly apologetic smile.] So yes, I chose to delay our first meeting in favor of that pursuit.
And then, of course, there was the fire. [So much like Nibelheim...]
action;
I'm still getting used to that name. [It's a quiet statement, made more to himself than to his companion. He hadn't been looking in Sephiroth's direction on the arrival of his Shinki; Zack turns now to face him. It hits him then, truly hits him: the lack of recognition. Sephiroth doesn't know who he is, or who — or what — he had thought he was. Perhaps that is ultimately a blessing, but that doesn't make this at all easy for Zack.
Not that he'll allow any of that to show on his face, of course. If there's one thing he had learned from Sephiroth, it's how to school one's emotions into perfect neutrality.]
I was. And I saw you. But I saw too the opportunity to try to get some answers, and I sensed it was fleeting. [There's a slightly apologetic smile.] So yes, I chose to delay our first meeting in favor of that pursuit.
And then, of course, there was the fire. [So much like Nibelheim...]