[Given the circumstances, anyone could be forgiven the long face even if it had been a near-permanent expression for Sephiroth for a prolonged period of time. He'd probably worn the exact same, concerned, overly thoughtful face the last time Sheena had seen him, as well.

Either that, or she'd seen him as most others did; the dutiful soldier who always seemed to be patrolling or performing some other duty of import that left the door firmly closed in terms of being able to catch him for a casual chat. Ever.

Sheena is greeted with a simple flash of a smile, yet it's much more than the atmosphere he's reading is worth and that's a fact. A short nod and he turns his head down and towards her.]

Not at all, Sheena.

[A beat later, when he's decided it's perfectly fine to continue-]

-I'm not sure what I expected here, but so far I'm not sure that it's filling that expectation.