[Sephiroth flicks his eyes from the machine to Sheena and Kidd as they approach. Noting Sheena already having her crystal in hand it forces his thoughts inwards as yet again that protectiveness over his own raises its head. That same hesitation that had him waiting for Kidd to use her crystal to open a door in one of the lower floors where he'd simply taken an age to be able to summon up the courage to take a risk and do it himself.
Considering so much rested within their Crystals, not to mention it was fundamental in procuring the details he were using for his Custom Job development, it makes sense perhaps -- but is it also holding him back?
Briefly unzipping the top part of his military jacket where it's up right under his jaw, Sephiroth reaches inside and lifts his own crystal --it's deep blue, jagged shape with it's rounded edge that sits so well in his palm-- out of his pocket and extends it towards the empty slot. His grip tight and watchful for any reaction that might indicate that he needs to pull it back.]
It's always about the risk.
[A dry, somewhat bitter comment is muttered in response to Kidd. After all, the slot might well just use the energy to power the machine and that would be all. Problem is, they don't know.
Worst case scenario; he'd end up back in Aqures' hospital.]
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[Sephiroth flicks his eyes from the machine to Sheena and Kidd as they approach. Noting Sheena already having her crystal in hand it forces his thoughts inwards as yet again that protectiveness over his own raises its head. That same hesitation that had him waiting for Kidd to use her crystal to open a door in one of the lower floors where he'd simply taken an age to be able to summon up the courage to take a risk and do it himself.
Considering so much rested within their Crystals, not to mention it was fundamental in procuring the details he were using for his Custom Job development, it makes sense perhaps -- but is it also holding him back?
Briefly unzipping the top part of his military jacket where it's up right under his jaw, Sephiroth reaches inside and lifts his own crystal --it's deep blue, jagged shape with it's rounded edge that sits so well in his palm-- out of his pocket and extends it towards the empty slot. His grip tight and watchful for any reaction that might indicate that he needs to pull it back.]
It's always about the risk.
[A dry, somewhat bitter comment is muttered in response to Kidd. After all, the slot might well just use the energy to power the machine and that would be all. Problem is, they don't know.
Worst case scenario; he'd end up back in Aqures' hospital.]