There was a soft snort sounded in reply to Cloud's first question. He was hardly a 'big softie', and they were both more than well aware of that fact. Cloud could fool himself into believing anything he wished, that didn't mean that it would come true, and there was no way in Gaea that he would ever be labelled in such a way. Sephiroth much preferred it, and that's the way it would remain.

The pout remained on his lips, and as he spoke, there was a slight huff of annoyance there to colour his tone. "I believe we'll see what truly happens when we return."