Perhaps Angeal hadn't gotten around to letting Zack know he was moving in yet. Sephiroth, given what he knew of Zack, thought it more likely that the puppy had probably forgotten. It had been something of a gradual move though, since A-02 were practically only next door, but Sephiroth hadn't seen Zack on any of the occasions he'd chosen to move some more of his -granted; not very many- possessions over into the room that would be his.
It had been one final look around his old home for anything he might have left behind before sending Spencer off with his key to Wedge, his request to be moved accepted already it were only a formality and Sephiroth didn't like loose ends at all. It would be better all around, he was sure, and already it was infinitely more comfortable in this larger house than the other; there were no tender hooks or eggshells to walk on around certain ninja princess.
Sephiroth straightened up where he'd been lent back against the countertop enjoying a tall glass of fresh juice as soon as Zack came into the room. Some habits died hard and it wasn't as if they were anything but colleagues; certainly they did not have the friendship he had with Angeal. The friendship that Sephiroth used to have with Angeal. A bitter thought was swallowed as he watched Zack get himself a drink.
"I imagine he's one of two places. Chocobo's or groceries." Although Sephiroth did try to make the comment light-hearted, Zack would be forgiven if he didn't quite catch on to that tone in Sephiroth's manner; being as less than a handful of people would be able to identify with it.
B-04
It had been one final look around his old home for anything he might have left behind before sending Spencer off with his key to Wedge, his request to be moved accepted already it were only a formality and Sephiroth didn't like loose ends at all. It would be better all around, he was sure, and already it was infinitely more comfortable in this larger house than the other; there were no tender hooks or eggshells to walk on around certain ninja princess.
Sephiroth straightened up where he'd been lent back against the countertop enjoying a tall glass of fresh juice as soon as Zack came into the room. Some habits died hard and it wasn't as if they were anything but colleagues; certainly they did not have the friendship he had with Angeal. The friendship that Sephiroth used to have with Angeal. A bitter thought was swallowed as he watched Zack get himself a drink.
"I imagine he's one of two places. Chocobo's or groceries." Although Sephiroth did try to make the comment light-hearted, Zack would be forgiven if he didn't quite catch on to that tone in Sephiroth's manner; being as less than a handful of people would be able to identify with it.