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[sefirot]

Unless there's something else you desire.

[nimbuster]

[Dammit, Sephiroth, why. Even if the answer was yes, he certainly wouldn't say so. Not like this, or maybe at all. And it totally isn't yes, obviously.

He gives Sephiroth a flat look.]

I'm good.

[sefirot]

Are you sure there isn't something I can do for you?

[nimbuster]

Actually, there is. You can shut up.

[sefirot]

You say that, yet if I were to do so it wouldn't be too long before you sought me out.

[nimbuster]

Don't flatter yourself.

[Except Sephiroth's probably right. Ugh.]

[sefirot]

I don't need to when your actions do that enough already.

[nimbuster]

You wish.

[sefirot]

You can't tell me what I find flattering, Cloud.

[nimbuster]

Uh...

[Okay, fine, Sephiroth's got him there. Still, to hell with this smug bastard. Don't mind Cloud as he shifts his gaze away from the communicator.]

Whatever. You done?

[sefirot]

With you? Never.

[nimbuster]

Hmph. Course not.

[sefirot]

I'll await for you to come seek me out when you're finally ready to state what you desire.

[nimbuster]

Don't hold your breath.

[On the second half of that prediction, anyway.]

[sefirot]

[He's going to laugh like he's already won and just hang up.]