[Sephiroth considers removing himself briefly, if only out of feeling a bit mortified, but... Angeal is still holding him and has kindly followed his lead, so... he's assuming he wants him to stay. Not that Sephiroth doesn't, mind you, but. He does end up adjusting, removing his tangled fingers from Angeal's hair and scooting back a little, so that he feels slightly less awkward and obvious about, uh... being hard on Angeal's lap. Ahem.

And anyway, he's a little more concerned with the change in Angeal's demeanor. He thinks back over what he said in conjunction with Angeal's reply, and then onto what caused this entire meeting in the first place, and...]

Ah-- forgive me... It must be a difficult subject for you.

[His mind drifts a bit-- to what Angeal must have been doing all this time. How lonely and confused he must have felt. Admittedly, Sephiroth felt that way too after Angeal and Genesis left, but... it's not quite the same. Angeal's been dealing with something unfathomably difficult, and that's only more starkly apparent now that he knows how close he was to losing him for good. Sephiroth's brows furrow a bit, and he ends up resting his free hand against Angeal's bicep, giving a soft squeeze.]

I won't force you to speak of the things you've endured more than you're willing, but... please know that you don't have to carry the weight of the world alone. It's not a burden to walk this path with you.