[Maybe that's part of what's so infuriating about all of this. Sephiroth is hellbent on instigating a fight, or at least drawing some form of aggression out of Angeal, and Angeal continues to meet him with patience. More patience than he rightfully deserves.
And that's the sticking point for Sephiroth, really. What he deserves. Because it certainly isn't soft hands and kind words, and Angeal insinuating that he does just makes him bristle all over again.]
And what would you know of what I deserve? Where were you while my hands wrought unthinkable destruction? I came within a breath of destroying this Planet in its entirety, Angeal, and even then, you were absent.
It goes far deeper than simply doing better.
My hands are irrevocably stained with the blood of thousands. Blood that I gladly bathed in-- all while you wallowed in self-loathing. The man you once loved is dead, Angeal. All that stands before you now is but a harbinger of death, and if you came here seeking anything different, then you are a damned fool.
Do not dare speak to me about what I deserve.
[There's nothing gentle at all about the way Sephiroth relinquishes Angeal, with one last shove against the wall before he turns and starts storming back down the hallway.]
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And that's the sticking point for Sephiroth, really. What he deserves. Because it certainly isn't soft hands and kind words, and Angeal insinuating that he does just makes him bristle all over again.]
And what would you know of what I deserve? Where were you while my hands wrought unthinkable destruction? I came within a breath of destroying this Planet in its entirety, Angeal, and even then, you were absent.
It goes far deeper than simply doing better.
My hands are irrevocably stained with the blood of thousands. Blood that I gladly bathed in-- all while you wallowed in self-loathing. The man you once loved is dead, Angeal. All that stands before you now is but a harbinger of death, and if you came here seeking anything different, then you are a damned fool.
Do not dare speak to me about what I deserve.
[There's nothing gentle at all about the way Sephiroth relinquishes Angeal, with one last shove against the wall before he turns and starts storming back down the hallway.]