They had faced off in the bowels of Mako Reactor 5, and it had been Genesis that had held Sephiroth at sword point. At least until they were left alone, and when Rapier was lowered Sephiroth still hadn't struck at Genesis even though there had been ample opportunity- something that Sephiroth had later convinced himself that has all been a part of Genesis' plan. To get him drawn out of Headquarters, out of the way.

Still, Genesis' words reflected entirely what had been Sephiroth's whole intention for suddenly changing tactic where he had furiously refused any prior involvement since Fort Tamblin. The Company had issued an execution, and the Company always got what it wanted. Sephiroth therefore had to take matters into his own hands to attempt to avoid the worst-case scenario. Putting his own flawless reputation on the line at the same time.

He continued to watch his once-comrade as he peeled gloves off, his hands a patchwork of the work they had been trained into. Sephiroth himself bore no such blemishes, or at least he hadn't before arriving to Crystallis and losing the benefits of a life of mako infusion. The fingers of his bound-in left hand twitched a little while he thought about that. Rising his attention to Genesis' face once more, the curiosity within Sephiroth's expression twisted a little more.

"You mean, with regard to Project G?"