"Outside would be best," said Sephiroth, although it wouldn't be the first time they'd sparred inside. Their precision was such that it was usually no problem, but there was more freedom of movement possible outside, and constraining himself in order to avoid destroying appliances, though it was an added challenge, wasn't one he was in the mood for today.

He doesn't expect there will be any damage to his own clothes; for both of them, that's the advantage of having superior skills.

Sephiroth was never someone who found it easy to bond with others, but this was easy for him. Fighting was something he knew, and she had that in common with him. Why wouldn't she? She was his daughter.

"I would be disappointed if you did," he said, with a smile as he took up his sword and headed out the door.