[At Kidd's comment, Sephiroth raises a finger to indicate for her to give him a minute. It's been a while since he's been reading Ancient and it's one of those things that takes a while to get started. It doesn't help that there is multiple sets of writing on the door - most of which is worn away.
Once he's found where the more-legible characters are, Sephiroth extends that finger out towards the first line and slowly starts to read aloud, using his fingertip as a guide but not touching the door itself. Word after word, he reads, pausing to consider context when there is a character a little off but eventually going back and re-reading the entire verse again.]
Someone write this down.
[He says to Kidd, or anyone in the vicinity really as eyebrows join each other in the middle of his forehead while Sephiroth silently considers the implications. He's staring at the lettering as if it might fade away if he didn't look at it, drawing his own notebook out of a pocket.]
[Closed Doors?]
Once he's found where the more-legible characters are, Sephiroth extends that finger out towards the first line and slowly starts to read aloud, using his fingertip as a guide but not touching the door itself. Word after word, he reads, pausing to consider context when there is a character a little off but eventually going back and re-reading the entire verse again.]
Someone write this down.
[He says to Kidd, or anyone in the vicinity really as eyebrows join each other in the middle of his forehead while Sephiroth silently considers the implications. He's staring at the lettering as if it might fade away if he didn't look at it, drawing his own notebook out of a pocket.]
...the knowledge of the Ancients....