Reformed... Sephiroth smiles to himself again at that. It's what they're all supposedly here for, isn't it? Sephiroth remains unconvinced he's either requiring or capable of reformation. Those who would call him a villain would probably agree on the latter. A safer thing for his enemies if he were dead. But if that's grim, then they don't need to dwell on it.

"Your assumption doesn't surprise me. I've only met a handful who aren't from Earth, so I expect we're easily missed." As if he's used to going overlooked.

As for something cool, though... Hawks is essentially asking not only for something cool from his world, but something that Sephiroth thinks is cool. And Sephiroth, perhaps contrary to appearances, is a nerd.

"...on my Planet, there was a race which preceded humans, which called themselves the Cetra. They possessed the ability to speak with the Planet, calling up magic. It's an ability we've learned to mimic, with modern technology."

Anthropology is cool, right?