[To him, it seems like a ridiculous idea, adding people for the sake of background noise. If he wanted to feign company, or the concept of it swirling around him, wouldn't he just wander about a busy Cadens square?
Sephiroth seems to believe that's an acceptable enough answer, because now it's his turn for a question. He ambles close enough to stand a respectable distance away, yet still next to the glass enclosure housing the tree within. The glass itself produces a glossy sheen; so remarkably clean that it would not be visible at all if not for the ambient lighting. His arms cross.]
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[To him, it seems like a ridiculous idea, adding people for the sake of background noise. If he wanted to feign company, or the concept of it swirling around him, wouldn't he just wander about a busy Cadens square?
Sephiroth seems to believe that's an acceptable enough answer, because now it's his turn for a question. He ambles close enough to stand a respectable distance away, yet still next to the glass enclosure housing the tree within. The glass itself produces a glossy sheen; so remarkably clean that it would not be visible at all if not for the ambient lighting. His arms cross.]
These flowers... Was that magic?