[For the briefest of moments, Sephiroth's gaze slips away from Cloud, dropping down low to the floor. A small moment needed to gather his thoughts and perhaps sort out his own feelings ... ones he mostly denies he even carries the capacity to feel.]
This life now ... It is --
[He knows he can't avoid it forever, but why does it have to be so damn hard to find the words for now? He shakes his head to clear his thoughts.]
You will hate me. In another life, we hated each other.
[But things were different now. Even for Sephiroth they were different.]
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This life now ... It is --
[He knows he can't avoid it forever, but why does it have to be so damn hard to find the words for now? He shakes his head to clear his thoughts.]
You will hate me. In another life, we hated each other.
[But things were different now. Even for Sephiroth they were different.]