The quick glance that Sephiroth delivered in response to Selen's insistence could be defined as somewhere between confusion and abject outrage. On one hand he didn't want to appear as grumpy as he felt, but on the other she had stepped firmly onto the boundary with regard to how he was comfortable in being dealt with. How he had taken the same made him feel a little guilty on top as well.

"Do as you will." It was another low, rumbling mutter but usually most people would have backed right off from him by now. Still, it was clear that Selen was not most people. He took care to keep his eyes from flicking back up at her again, and reached instead for his glass of water; he felt dry again, all of a sudden.