How to handle this woman!? It hadn't taken very much of a conversation for Sephiroth's pride to be rubbed up the wrong way by the sandpaper of her motherly nature. Offering to cook a meal for him was one thing, following up with the patronizing was another thing entirely. His frown and gaze dropped immediately and he sought out somewhere else in the room to be interested. Sephiroth's demeanor changed from slight appreciation to almost abhorrent in less time than it took Selen to finish her sentence.

It was just all too much.

"Suddenly I'm not all that hungry, actually." He muttered lowly but didn't look back up to Selen at all. In fact he seemed to be hoping that someone else would walk in just about now and get her to leave.