Sephiroth was silent for an awkward moment at Nesir's response. His eyes fell away and were drawn to his trunk at the end of his bed. Pondering. Considering.
More importantly, trying to reach a resolution within his own mind with regards to if Nesir was worth the further explanation. He'd only explained that thought that crossed his mind once, to one other, and he'd had to hurt her afterwards.
"Let me show you something. It may or may not help you to understand." Perhaps it was due-time that he gave a little bit more of himself to another. He would lend his trust to her, for the time being at least.
Sephiroth stepped away from the edge of his bed and walked around Nesir to get to his trunk. He crouched in front of it and opened the lid, a moment later he stood back up and extended his inert orb -around fist-sized as it was- of Black Materia towards Nesir for her to take.
"It's hardly the real thing but-" He shut the trunk with a foot, uncaring how it banged shut.
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More importantly, trying to reach a resolution within his own mind with regards to if Nesir was worth the further explanation. He'd only explained that thought that crossed his mind once, to one other, and he'd had to hurt her afterwards.
"Let me show you something. It may or may not help you to understand." Perhaps it was due-time that he gave a little bit more of himself to another. He would lend his trust to her, for the time being at least.
Sephiroth stepped away from the edge of his bed and walked around Nesir to get to his trunk. He crouched in front of it and opened the lid, a moment later he stood back up and extended his inert orb -around fist-sized as it was- of Black Materia towards Nesir for her to take.
"It's hardly the real thing but-" He shut the trunk with a foot, uncaring how it banged shut.
"Tell me. How did Magic work in your World?"