[He's tilted his head up and back in the meantime, inspecting the work he's already spent a good hour or so putting into. It's probably all fine, all as perfect as it needs to be but there will forever be that small voice of doubt at the back of the mind of any such perfectionist.
Sephiroth looks back at Mikleo at his suggestion. Tilting his head ever so slightly to one side, one of his bangs falling in that direction along with the posture shift. Maybe Mikleo had an idea what he was thinking-?]
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[He's tilted his head up and back in the meantime, inspecting the work he's already spent a good hour or so putting into. It's probably all fine, all as perfect as it needs to be but there will forever be that small voice of doubt at the back of the mind of any such perfectionist.
Sephiroth looks back at Mikleo at his suggestion. Tilting his head ever so slightly to one side, one of his bangs falling in that direction along with the posture shift. Maybe Mikleo had an idea what he was thinking-?]
But maybe it needs to be...?