Aside from the slight shock betrayed just before Sephiroth had first looked away, in general the exchange between the two men remained a calm neutral at best, itchy suspicion at worst. Most of that was down to the fact that Sephiroth did no need yet more people from his Home World arriving with memories of acts he had yet to actually commit. It was hard enough dealing with his own churning, overactive ponderings without having his nose rubbed in it at every turn.

"I have no quarrel with you, Valentine." Out of curiosity more than anything Sephiroth followed his gaze down toward the golden gauntlet he wore but did not remain staring for very long at all. It was impolite to.

"It does seem that, no matter what time Gaian's tend to come from, there is not ever a need for an introduction at least. There should be an odd comfort in that, somewhere." He mused, mostly for his own benefit and partly in a -albeit not very successful- way to lighten the mood.