Was it really possible that the other group that had been in here before hadn't already explained to Gerad what the predicament was? Sephiroth didn't think it likely. The guy was just being difficult.

Sephiroth looked from the nurse and stepped further into the room, folding his arms up in front of his chest and observing Gerad carefully as he spoke with Ib, doing a most professional job of feigning half-interest. He wouldn't say anything for the time being, but there might be something to be said for his presence there - mako-enhanced or not; he's a tall guy with an obvious amount of strength.