[ Angeal watches him, his mind trying to shake from what he was doing to Zack and the acceptance of the end that was going to come, eventually, and try to figure out what had happened to Sephiroth. This seems to have been a surprise to Zack, who had seen him far sooner than Angeal himself.
A part of him thinks he should be afraid of that look in Sephiroth's eyes. It's fury and it's cold and it's crazed and it is, right now, very focused on Angeal. But he doesn't feel fear. Only shame, yes. Guilt. Grief, for whatever did happen to Sephiroth. Concern. For Sephiroth, that is, not himself.
He had meant to never leave this space, after all.
His shoulders do not square up, but he doesn't back away, either. ]
Funny. [ There is not even a trace of mirth to him. ] I thought I was giving you the luxury of running away from me. From a real, [ he motions towards one of the copies that Masamune cut down, ] monster.
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A part of him thinks he should be afraid of that look in Sephiroth's eyes. It's fury and it's cold and it's crazed and it is, right now, very focused on Angeal. But he doesn't feel fear. Only shame, yes. Guilt. Grief, for whatever did happen to Sephiroth. Concern. For Sephiroth, that is, not himself.
He had meant to never leave this space, after all.
His shoulders do not square up, but he doesn't back away, either. ]
Funny. [ There is not even a trace of mirth to him. ] I thought I was giving you the luxury of running away from me. From a real, [ he motions towards one of the copies that Masamune cut down, ] monster.