[Sephiroth hesitates, momentarily confused. This visitation doesn't fit in with the reality he's constructed in his dream. It's familiar, but the wrong kind of familiarity, and he struggles to make sense of it.
Then it falls into place. He isn't ready to deconstruct this life yet, to return to his own memories, but he does accept Zack's presence here, the dream simply adding him into the story without a logical explanation.]
A problem? No, I don't. But what are you--those are our plates. [He notes the flatness of tone without being sure what to make of it. He's a bit exasperated, and he's just going to go remove the dishes, because there's no need for that.]
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Then it falls into place. He isn't ready to deconstruct this life yet, to return to his own memories, but he does accept Zack's presence here, the dream simply adding him into the story without a logical explanation.]
A problem? No, I don't. But what are you--those are our plates. [He notes the flatness of tone without being sure what to make of it. He's a bit exasperated, and he's just going to go remove the dishes, because there's no need for that.]