[Sephiroth nods in acknowledgement--he wouldn't have entered first anyway--and he's keeping Lance in his field of vision as long as he's in this room whose door he can't open. He searches out a glass, fills it, and makes sure he's closer to the door than Lance.
...he gulps down that water a little faster than he intended to. It's... good. He needed that.
He surveys the kitchen.]
This much seems... normal. [At least they haven't changed how food works.]
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...he gulps down that water a little faster than he intended to. It's... good. He needed that.
He surveys the kitchen.]
This much seems... normal. [At least they haven't changed how food works.]