Both Sephiroth and Cloud are absolutely still, for that moment, as if Hojo's voice has some power over them, like a Time Materia. But the moment is brief. As Cloud begins to search the vicinity, Sephiroth tightens his grip, as if worried that Cloud will actually fall, and he looks down, to see where the professor is.
It's true, Hojo isn't far away on the ground below, gazing up at them but much closer at hand. Several floors down, yes, but still close enough to be a threat, dangerously close to the rope of hair as he leans out, laughing. Sephiroth isn't sure, at first, what to do. Their position is precarious, and Hojo could easily cut the rope from where he is, cutting off their route of escape with it.
He could possibly do worse, but Sephiroth suspects he wouldn't, wouldn't risk damaging his most precious specimen.]
You didn't think it would be that easy, did you? To escape from me. I've been watching, you see...
[And it seems he's never free of him, no matter what he does, how far away he tries to go, always that face leering out of the darkness, laughing. A wave of hopelessness washes over him.]
aren't they? see, that's how cute cloud is!
go on with your gratuitous augury!
I know you can't help it.
Both Sephiroth and Cloud are absolutely still, for that moment, as if Hojo's voice has some power over them, like a Time Materia. But the moment is brief. As Cloud begins to search the vicinity, Sephiroth tightens his grip, as if worried that Cloud will actually fall, and he looks down, to see where the professor is.
It's true, Hojo isn't far away on the ground below, gazing up at them but much closer at hand. Several floors down, yes, but still close enough to be a threat, dangerously close to the rope of hair as he leans out, laughing. Sephiroth isn't sure, at first, what to do. Their position is precarious, and Hojo could easily cut the rope from where he is, cutting off their route of escape with it.
He could possibly do worse, but Sephiroth suspects he wouldn't, wouldn't risk damaging his most precious specimen.]
You didn't think it would be that easy, did you? To escape from me. I've been watching, you see...
[And it seems he's never free of him, no matter what he does, how far away he tries to go, always that face leering out of the darkness, laughing. A wave of hopelessness washes over him.]