Any uncertainty Sephiroth had reserved with regards to the identity of the other man shattered as if it had been dropped forcefully from a great height. Not only in the manner that Rufus had responded but how he'd continued to go on and string such a delicate array of potentially triggering, ironic comments all together like that.

Sephiroth had always had one of the sharpest minds; whether that be as the monster he would grow into or the man he was currently. A visible thread of tension might be imagined to be seen shooting up between the back of his shoulders and the legendary hero pulled his posture up straighter as he put his pen down.

He turned more definitively on his chair and took a longer, more in-depth look over Rufus; opening up all of his well known facial features, even if his once-gleaming green eyes seemed a lot more subdued than they had been on Gaia. The days of being mako infused were a long way behind him.

"There is always a war to be fought, one way or the other."