[Simply holding his box for now, he waits for the response he can see coming. It's clear that the words are painful, and they strike Sephiroth as distinctly specific. That low hum of attraction in the back of his mind pulls at him again. The tug is stronger this close to the blonde. It feels almost... right? No. Not quite. But nearly.]
"... We were just heading to the reactor. It was the first morning after our arrival."
[He recalls walking into the village the previous afternoon and nearly forgetting to give Cloud permission to visit family - a friendly family visit wasn't something Sephiroth ever did, after all - and how familiar the scenery looked and felt. In hindsight, perhaps that should've been his first clue something was about to go wrong.]
"Somebody wanted a photo, so we stopped by the gate to Shinra Mansion. That's the last thing I remember."
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Date: 2020-04-22 05:35 am (UTC)"... We were just heading to the reactor. It was the first morning after our arrival."
[He recalls walking into the village the previous afternoon and nearly forgetting to give Cloud permission to visit family - a friendly family visit wasn't something Sephiroth ever did, after all - and how familiar the scenery looked and felt. In hindsight, perhaps that should've been his first clue something was about to go wrong.]
"Somebody wanted a photo, so we stopped by the gate to Shinra Mansion. That's the last thing I remember."