Maybe if he just appeared to be lost in his own thoughts, as prickly and uncomfortable as they tended to be, she'd just give him a once over and move on to a conversation with someone a little more...productive at reciprocating the same?

No such luck.

"Good Evening Selen." He left it long enough, the reply, if it had been left any longer he would have been slipping towards being impolite and Sephiroth knew that. As always, his pristine sense of good manners eventually got the better of him. It was rude to ignore her and this was a social event.

He glimpsed up, just fleetingly at her face and flashed his standard smile of a greeting before -as if looking for an excuse not to look her in the eye- Sephiroth looked passed her and out over the room again. There wasn't hint of any green curls in his immediate line of sight; it made him concerned for an instant but there was no need for him to be.

"Are you enjoying the party?"