Do you really want to know how a homunculus is created?

[Because she has yet to meet someone who's ever heard the tale and smiled approvingly. Her smile is a little wider as she poses the question; just because she has yet to see someone react favorably doesn't mean she feels a touch of enjoyment just the same. She'll assume the question was a rhetorical one for now. Besides, he's actually asking for her own opinion.]

[He might find some satisfaction in the momentary drop of her smile as she regards him with just the briefest glimpse of surprise. Lust recovers swiftly with a quiet chuckle, using her fingers to brush away a few errant black strands of hair from her brow.]

Ah, well. The nature of my existence never truly bothered me. Those born without a soul are seldom burdened with a conscience, and I never felt guilty about what I was or what I did, so long as I could someday become whole again. It was all that I knew. It consumed me.

[She speaks calmly, but at this point, she pauses, curling her fingers thoughtfully beneath her chin.]

Now? I find the motivation for my actions has changed. There are those who have become dear to me, I believe. The thought of disappointing them has caused me...discomfort. Perhaps this is what it is to feel guilt.

[Her head turns to look at Sephiroth directly.]

My reasons for continuing to exist have changed. Ahh, it's bothersome.

[She sighs, shrugging her shoulders.]

Living for the sake of someone else has always been a weakness I looked down upon, and here I am. A hypocrite, hm~? What about you?

[Smile.]

Are you bothered by the reasons you exist, or the reasons why you choose to continue existing?