It was borne from a difference of function, perhaps. In where Sephiroth had been sent in front of mostly over-enthusiastic recruits to SOLDIER to weed out those that could from those that were just dreaming as opposed to actually encouraging skill development. He was almost too sharp in picking out the flaws, and in many ways his own highly trained skills were a burden in that he found it hard to see the potential in flaws.

"I wouldn't say no to an infrequent sortie though-" He smiled again at Chrom and hoped the man took the meaning for what it was. That included potential sparring sessions with Chrom himself, too or perhaps even as a guest in an key-lesson or two. The grin grew wider at the further comment about the other facilities that the training center had; it seemed Chrom had at least something of a similar sense of humor as him, perhaps.

"I'm sure they're all in working order...." Sephiroth almost chuckled, before another thought -one that wasn't ever too far away in these days so soon after Zelda's demise- near enough dropped it from his face.

"...I suppose it's quiet here, at the moment..."