Sephiroth grunts and nods. It is at least comforting, he supposes, that he could go through the motions of all of that, telling his mad plans, and not lose his mind again. But he is free of Jenova now, and perhaps that's why he is able to stay sane. Maybe. He doesn't want to give her too much credit when he blames himself most of all.

He wishes he could see the real Cloud again, and yet he's sure Cloud will never want to see him again. He's sure they will never meet, and certainly never under good circumstances.

"Yes. And if he can't be stopped, he'll probably put us through something else horrible before long." Sephiroth's voice darkens at this.

He softens a bit again, looking weary. "I wonder how much trust anyone will still have in each other when all of this is over," he remarks.