The sound of Sephiroth’s voice brought a smile to Terra’s lips. As awkward as things seemed, he always had that effect on her. Seeing him was a joy that wasn’t tarnished by bad moods or worrying thoughts. Her dark thoughts would always return but for a few seconds she felt only happiness as if her heart aimed to dance in her chest.

“Yes.” It wasn’t the complete truth and Sephiroth could probably tell but her problem wasn’t the sort of thing that could be easily spoken. “I haven’t danced yet.” She admitted the truth softly hoping that it wouldn’t turn into their last conversation about dancing.

After a few seconds of looking up at Sephiroth she had to look away. It wasn’t because of his gaze or the topic of conversation but it was exceedingly difficult for her to keep her head looking upwards, more so with a corset on which already restricted her breathing some.