He caught only the flash of blonde hair out of the corner of his vision as Zelda shook her head. Sephiroth didn't have anything else to be said about it, the facts were there and he didn't do idle chit-chat very well at all anyway - right now it was a struggle to gather the words to continue talking to Zelda. He just remembered all the blood that had spilled from her, how he had felt the power of it filling the air between them and around that ritual-

A softer tone stole a twitch of a raised eyebrow that was invisible between his bangs and the side of his face that was away from Zelda. Immediately he wondered why Zelda felt the need to impart this information about herself to him of all people, yet after she finished speaking Sephiroth did partially turn his head towards her once more. If she felt the need to say something, he wouldn't be the one to stop her.

"Oh? And what role was that?"