"Of course." Ales folded his arms and tightened his small digits on his shining jacket. The neon blue was a stark contrast to the inky black, forming bright blue dots that Sephiroth could manage to make out.

Was he nervous? Of course not. Why would he? It was only a mission that some of their group would not approve of, and one that hung safety of the world in balance. It wasn't like he needed the best of the best to accompany him.

"Is there anything else you'd like to know? How the civilians are doing, what Heroes have showed up?"