"I'm sorry, but there's little we can do for files that have been corrupted."

This voice was probably unfamiliar to Sephiroth, unless he spent enough hours in the laboratory to recognize each employee's voice. The second, however, held a very distinctive Germanic accent that very few seemed to have, making it much easier to identify her.

"I do not understand. How can they become corrupted in the first place? What is it that corrupts these? Surely there must be a way to repair them."

The first voice sighed as the sound of footsteps drew closer. "You're not from a world that deals with computer technology, are you?"

"That's not a satisfying explanation."

The door handle twisted and Ellie walked right in, followed by a Moogle hovering over her shoulder in a lab coat. Both stopped, staring at Sephiroth with obvious surprise.

"Sorry," the Moogle intoned. "We didn't know this room was occupied--"

"Why are you here?" Ellie asked, far more blunt than her companion. Her eyes flicked to the screen, instinctively drawn by the words displayed there.