As Vincent spoke further, Sephiroth gingerly opened his eyes again and regarded the other man with a kind-of half-lidded gaze while he were still making the attempt to put his thoughts into some sort of order that he might be able to move on from. Again he twitched those fingers of his damaged arm, where they were bound to his chest still, as if to make sure they weren't just going to stop working. It wasn't only the obvious shoulder injury which was healing after all, he'd laid fists into hard crystal several times as well.

"I don't know if I'm even-" He chewed on the corner of his mouth discreetly, the gesture almost making him seem to pout a little as he thought about that particular word - breaking. Vincent didn't have to spell it out, given the future he already knew about, but it did bring about the consideration as to the underlying causes that might have contributed...might still contribute, in the future as it's yet to have happened here.

"-everyone is alone, in the end."