Although Sephiroth was still sat down and noticeably lethargic, in a worn-around-the-edged kind of way, it was a large step in an improvement -excusing the dried mud and blood starting to flake from his clothing and hair- from the last time Sheena had seen him; on the battlefield, when she had saved him and Jade. But he seemed to become more troubled just from looking over his crystal, thought processes caught in a cycle.

Occasionally he'd look up and around, as if trying to locate someone and not seeing anyone else for lack of finding that person -anticipating that they'd just turn up any moment but then eventually thinking himself around to inspecting his crystal again.

But all in all it seemed he was just taking some quiet time to reflect.

Spencer wouldn't come closer -he knew manners just as well as his Hero did- without an express invitation to do so but he did twitch his whiskers some as Sheena reached up to first comfort Corrine. Brightening incredibly himself, pushing his glasses up his stubby nose with his spare paw while he still held the kupo nut for Corrine to have.

"It is my last one. But it won't be my last once forever-"

He then hands the nut to Corrine with the moogle equivalent of a large smile that squints his eyes even smaller. While this was really all new territory to everyone here, Spencer still finds it hard to believe that the Heroes won't eventually find a way out. From his perspective, at least, they always do.