It was plain that Mordecai's comment confused Sephiroth, a moment of blankness passed across his features as he raised his eyes again to meet with the Barkeep. A wealth of unresolved rage and anger against the whole world was sitting simmering just beneath the surface. Though for all appearances he didn't appear ready to go flying off the handle again. Unlike the time in the bar.

"Vincent knows well enough. But I wasn't referring to him..."

His jaw quickly tightened up again as the temptation of a thought tickled just on the inside of the line that would make it pass into actual speech. Another steadying breath was taken as Sephiroth continued to force his temper back down inside of himself.

"I was referring to myself. To that man, who ends up more monster, that inevitably I will become. One way or another."