[Sephiroth looks at it with the same distain as though Cloud just dared to throw a piece of trash at him. This is all below him. Everything about this. He's not going to go back on their original agreement, but he's not going to comply. Especially not now.]

That sounds suspiciously like an order, Cloud.

[He shoves the bottle off his lap, briefly watching it roll away into the sand.]

I recommend that you think carefully before attempting to speak to me like that again.