Sephiroth's own bespectacled moogle hung back a little ways behind him as Sephiroth flicked his gaze over the Genesis before him, in mostly disbelief. He blinked a few times, heavily, as if the illusion might evaporate or the dream might conveniently change her into the man that was his friend but - no such luck.

"It's not that-" The silver haired SOLDIER refrained from commenting further. For good or worse his dream was clearly presenting his best friend as a girl. Thankfully she asked another question before he could pick up another sentence.

"If he is, I haven't seen him, no."