His glare turned into a grimace. "It was probably trying to heal from a distance," he said, refusing to point out that such healing would be mighty helpful right about now. Like Sephiroth, he lived for his pride.

He was quiet a moment as he considered the implications of having an outfit like Sephiroth's as a standard uniform. Certainly it wasn't as hideous as what he'd had to suffer during most of his compulsory education. "I'd love to see where you're from, if they consider an outfit like yours or Zack's good PR."