[Despite himself, Sephiroth raises a brow at the shadow that darkens the man's face. He knows that look. He's seen it before in the eyes of infantryman all the way up to commanding officers, or the poor souls of an insurrection who lost their lives against Shinra, their blood staining the grounds of Wutai and the territory surrounding it. It's heat and determination and anger -- and then it's gone.

He's known this man for mere minutes, and already Sephiroth can guess that very little will stop him from crossing some foreign sea.

But he says nothing on it.]

...I see. And you're hoping to utilize the natives here in order to bypass pirate activity? Get in their good graces, run enough "errands" and see where that takes you?

[He really hates the way his bangs are sticking to the side of his face. But with a piece of sword in both hands, there's not much to be done about it right now.]

That's opportunistic of you. [this mmo life]