Sephiroth's attention shifted down to the reaction Cloud had to the paw when he tried to walk on it. He had forgotten the wound until that moment, and he found himself staring at the blonde quietly as he considered what had happened. With them both taken out like this, the city would be significantly weaker, but the city wasn't his priority, it never had been.

He didn't say anything to the slight. When Cloud moved off, Sephiroth got his own legs working beneath him as he moved to follow at a wider berth. Hearing Jenova crying out for them to let her out, he ignored it as he made his way across the mattress. "I can't say that I'm all that surprised that you're enjoying this, Strife."