[A security measure? His eyes trace along the alleyway's path, understanding this man's meaning in a disappointingly belated way. So, the endless walking and winding were purposeful, a clever way to dissuade those who arrive without an invitation. Much like Sephiroth himself. Where he thought he would make progress through stubbornness alone, he only wasted time gong nowhere at all.
His expression remains unimpressed as the torchlight adds warmth along the alley walls, chasing the particularly darkest corners away. He considers the invite--is that not what is, essentially?--and replies evenly.]
Do you have a name?
[If this is another Summoned, which it must be, it is not someone he recognizes. Sephiroth, in his own way, is pressing for an exchange of information -- or at least a passable introduction, his own bid at impressing some manner of control in a domain that's been pulling him this way and that, without any agency of exploration.
The way he steps forward, however, at least belies some interest. That yes, maybe he does want to see the rest.]
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His expression remains unimpressed as the torchlight adds warmth along the alley walls, chasing the particularly darkest corners away. He considers the invite--is that not what is, essentially?--and replies evenly.]
Do you have a name?
[If this is another Summoned, which it must be, it is not someone he recognizes. Sephiroth, in his own way, is pressing for an exchange of information -- or at least a passable introduction, his own bid at impressing some manner of control in a domain that's been pulling him this way and that, without any agency of exploration.
The way he steps forward, however, at least belies some interest. That yes, maybe he does want to see the rest.]