The last of his things were packed into a medium sized duffel-type bag that was drawn by a strap across his chest as Sephiroth stepped -for the last time in this move- across the threshold of the much larger B-type house. Although he hadn't many possessions that he had accumulated and so there wasn't a great deal to move, there were a few trips back and forth between the houses to make sure he hadn't left anything behind.

He hadn't come across Angeal very often during the process and that suited him just fine. Where Angeal were lost in his thoughts after he had vanished last month, Sephiroth didn't want to talk about it either and so had become prone to avoiding any conversation that wasn't necessary - moreso than usual.

The silver haired warrior paused at the foot of the stairwell as he heard Angeal speak out. Not that Sephiroth hadn't noticed he were there, but he had never been the one to start a conversation very often - silent glances and nods were almost like a private language between them. He took a beat longer to register what had been said before canting his head in Angeal's direction; it would be rude to refuse a gift now, considering his old friend had conceded to let him move in.

"You know you didn't have to."