It's true the old adage; what he doesn't know can't harm him, because Sephiroth would seriously have to consider putting a lock on his bedroom door if he did catch wind of Yuffie's snooping around while he wasn't home.

He followed her hand with his eyes as she put the phone back down, making sure she didn't immediately pick something else up to fidget at. Short attention span, much. Then again she was obviously a teenage girl. Sephiroth had started to run fingers through the ends of his hair first to untangle the ends a little when Yuffie asked her next question. He froze and half a beat later that frown of his played at the space between his eyebrows.

"No. I'm perfectly capable thank you." Part of him wanted to take the comb from the top of the dresser right then and start combing it out -he knew he couldn't leave it to dry as it was- but figured that'd come across as him trying to prove a point to her and so refrained from doing so. At least for the time being.

"So what things do you want to know about? My morning routine is fairly obvious by now, I would think."