[Preparing oneself for battle, to Sephiroth, was the type of act that demanded kind a privacy all on it's own. As such, he followed Yugi only with his eyes while he went over to the armory and then looked away and waited for the young man to approach again. Promising at least that he didn't rush to equip himself.

Sephiroth also swept his gaze once-over Yugi's equipment as he came closer. A final, precise eye becoming satisfied with it all as he finally attached his sword to the (he often thought) cumbersome armor that came with the Dark Knight job. There were reasons why Sephiroth had become something of an expert in custom jobs-

{Custom....Jobs?...}

With a grunt, Sephiroth nodded and made to step around Yugi.]

We should head for one of the training rooms, really. It wouldn't do to have anyone else injured before the battle ahead.

[He doesn't wait either, as usual, already coolly striding back towards the corridor.]