Sephiroth's spectacular tumble down the stairs earlier hadn't exactly been the highlight of his day either. Granted, it was a heavier rush than he was used to feeling all in one go but for someone who took great pride in his self-control to the extent Sephiroth did he was still trying to process how he would approach the subject if it came up.

"It seems to be the case."

The gleam to Sephiroth's shining eyes dimmed somewhat as his thick lashes lowered over their color in a confirming nod in Angeal's direction. There didn't need to be anything else said on the matter. It felt surreal enough, as he flicked his eyes back up over Angeal's face as he led them into the main living room of his home. He still felt majorly detached from his being as a result of the afterglow which wasn't leaving any time soon. Sephiroth turned by the armchair he'd been sat in before lowering himself down into it more carefully than even Angeal might have been used to seeing him do.