Sephiroth stands in a stern silence for a moment, his eyebrows furrowed as he reels his mind back through the sequence of events prior to the Golem being defeated. It doesn't take long before he arrives back...that's right he'd narrowly missed having his head pounded in by that huge rock-fist it had.

The fact that she'd clearly saved him that trauma, just made Sephiroth all the more keen to go back there and find the her sword. Before Lydia can remark further, he's picked up his own sword, curled it back around so it's lining the outside of his arm and started to walk back the way they had ran from.

"We'll find it, come on. Just- keep your eye out for those things."