[The sharpness in his eyes twinkles into amusement as Sephiroth finds himself meeting the gaze of a dead thing. A willfully dead thing, he recognizes. He can't guess the boy's history but people who go hollow on the inside always do it for a reason. Such people were also usually dangerous and, therefore, interesting.
It's Akechi's words and the implication behind them that tug Sephiroth's pale features into a smirk.]
Don't push it, boy.
[He has a better answer than that. The hardest bite in the world doesn't help him when he doesn't know whose throat he should be lunging for.
Slowly, his attention turns back to the blacksmiths.]
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It's Akechi's words and the implication behind them that tug Sephiroth's pale features into a smirk.]
Don't push it, boy.
[He has a better answer than that. The hardest bite in the world doesn't help him when he doesn't know whose throat he should be lunging for.
Slowly, his attention turns back to the blacksmiths.]
You came here looking for a weapon, I'm guessing.
[It's why most people visit blacksmiths, anyway.]