Curious enough Sephiroth can't resist from at least watching. He raises an eyebrow at the longer-than usual time Nesir spends getting her grip on the weight; he had never even noticed she was missing fingers before. Hands really aren't anything profound unless they are equipped with a weapon, after all.

Looking over a bare shoulder at her as he rests his own smaller looking weight back on the floor as if he were about to switch arms. It struck him as strange, lifting weights are such a standard way of working to acquire more strength. Though maybe there was something new he could glean from her.

"So how would you usually train?"