It May matter, If things go wrong. Genesis were leaving it incredibly unanimous, and besides, it led to the plain question of How Genesis could really know for sure. All this was simply supposition, overlaying how he knew things developed on Gaia over a could-be entirely unrelated set of circumstances in Crystallis. Never mind the glaring similarities that they both knew existed.
The others- they had spoken of him as if he'd committed a great crime. As if he were the very monster that the Genesis of his time had used, in himself, as an excuse to defect from ShinRa and get so many others to join him as well. Too easily thoughts were drawn back to that day in the plaza, to that night in the clearing; Sephiroth's frown sunk ever deeper between his eyebrows. Having these memories bug at him in the present company wouldn't do, especially in the case of the latter that he had spent a good few months burying away within himself as if he could forget that it had ever happened. He shook his head, unable to shift the tightening knot in his stomach even as he attempted to sit more comfortably and so lessen the growing tension across the top of his shoulders.
"You attacked ShinRa-" Boy, had his thoughts a stretch to go back to retrieve that; it had been over half a year, surely. Those moments before the building had apparently collapsed around him and he had then woken up here. Still, immediately Sephiroth was suspect as to where Genesis might go with this, but at the same time intensely curious. It was very much a case of the fact that he knew he had a right to know, with regard to the future- but was it right for him to know?
"-while my back was turned." Betrayal was quick to sting again as Sephiroth set his jaw and then flicked his eyes back up to Genesis, looking over the other man cautiously. He took a breath then, reminded himself that this Genesis were older, a product of a tumultuous future if all sources were correct.
"Not that I cared, but I can easily imagine it was something to do with Hollander."
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The others- they had spoken of him as if he'd committed a great crime. As if he were the very monster that the Genesis of his time had used, in himself, as an excuse to defect from ShinRa and get so many others to join him as well. Too easily thoughts were drawn back to that day in the plaza, to that night in the clearing; Sephiroth's frown sunk ever deeper between his eyebrows. Having these memories bug at him in the present company wouldn't do, especially in the case of the latter that he had spent a good few months burying away within himself as if he could forget that it had ever happened. He shook his head, unable to shift the tightening knot in his stomach even as he attempted to sit more comfortably and so lessen the growing tension across the top of his shoulders.
"You attacked ShinRa-" Boy, had his thoughts a stretch to go back to retrieve that; it had been over half a year, surely. Those moments before the building had apparently collapsed around him and he had then woken up here. Still, immediately Sephiroth was suspect as to where Genesis might go with this, but at the same time intensely curious. It was very much a case of the fact that he knew he had a right to know, with regard to the future- but was it right for him to know?
"-while my back was turned." Betrayal was quick to sting again as Sephiroth set his jaw and then flicked his eyes back up to Genesis, looking over the other man cautiously. He took a breath then, reminded himself that this Genesis were older, a product of a tumultuous future if all sources were correct.
"Not that I cared, but I can easily imagine it was something to do with Hollander."