[One of the reasons he's spent the last night away from her is the very automatic fact that whenever she looks for his gaze, it's there like an undeniable force just demands him to take it. He can't very well keep looking away when she's moved closer, either. Sephiroth's arms still stay by his sides though, tension building in every fiber of his muscles there as if they're trying to will him to just...hold her.]

No. It's...it's alright. [He blinks, wetness on the inside edges of his own eyes being successfully dismissed back inside of him. Terra is allowed to cry all she likes, but it's not for him to make it even worse by letting his own spill in her presence.]

I'm glad that you've finally come to tell me.

[He's had suspicions, after all, now it was verified. They can move on. The creases in his expression retreat entirely as Terra's voice gains some real conviction to it. Before he's really thought about it, his hands are around the tops of her arms, squeezing firmly but not to harm. Just to let her know...that he is there.]

Nobody wants to die, Terra. But nobody can tell the future, either.

[His gaze searches her face, his heart going out to every tear that falls freely down her cheeks. But at the same time Terra needs to understand...that even if he tried to do everything to avoid the same outcome, it might eventually come around another way.]