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[Still not knowing just what was on her cheek, she quietly watched Sephiroth sit down in front of her. All the while he watched her. Like the last time they had met. He just... stared. And at first Aerith had taken it as a challenge and stared right back, but now...? Now she wasn't sure just what was going on behind those strangely beautiful eyes and she was a little nervous to even ask.

Would he answer her?

She licked a little at her lips and pulled her gaze away, turning her attention back to the drink which she took another sip of. Suddenly wishing it was something a little stronger than coffee.]

So what brings you here?