[Stalking up from
here]
The sheer thought that he would desire such a thing after it having been offered to that Cetra caused his movements to take on more of a stalking appearance. He could feel the ripple beneath his right shoulder, the reminder of just how uncivilized he apparently was. Sephiroth would never allow himself to be tainted in such a way, and as he moved up to the top of the staircase, he wondered behind the logic of even continuing on with this event at all.
He was nothing but a monster to others, a weak pathetic one who was apparently useless in even being what he'd been originally created for.