Winter was very much already there in the Tower, though undoubtedly it could get colder. Not that it mattered very much at all to this particular resident. Only when powerless would such things really have a chance at effecting him and Sephiroth didn't want to be in that position again; at least for as long as he could avoid it.

The third dormitory floor was much easier to keep track of in terms of it's residency nowadays on account of the lesser numbers and that suited him just fine. Not having to share a bathroom ever with anyone, if he was careful about his timing, was one of those things Sephiroth didn't hesitate to take advantage of.

And that time was right about now. Sephiroth left his Dormitory clad in his dark grey gymnasium attire of plain jogging pants and vest; bare feet uncaring for the cold nor any hazards that might present themselves as he swept down the hallway towards the male bathroom. He turned the corner to Elena approaching towards him, and considered for a moment to turn back around; he didn't want to deal with her at the best of any time but the various books she had tucked under an arm were noticed.

The smallest tingle of a frown drew the next question; this was his dormitory floor, what was she doing here with all those books? Already he had paused for a moment too long though and Sephiroth made to walk past her. Even though she were occupied he knew hands down she'd probably see him, though he may well move to sweep around her if she didn't look where she was going.