-the only difference being it's all or nothing this time.

[Sephiroth's low, steady voice rumbles to Hylia's side as he too take a moment to step out into the rain that eternally keeps pouring down outside. It's of course down to the dimming of the Water Crystal, as if the world might prolong it's life just a fraction long enough by the heavens opening up like they have been.

Additional lines mar his face as he turns it up towards the sky as if there might be refreshment to take from it even now. The tell-tale signs of his long entrapment within this often too-mortal coil. Not that it would matter, for very much longer.

What do you mean, it doesn't- He has no room for doubts and so that tiny voice is locked firmly away.]

I hope that your preparations are well underway.