Sephiroth stares at her for a second. Yes. Yes, that's absolutely the last question he expected, considering one of the people in question is his-- No, he's not even going to think the word.

He just starts... laughing. It's an ugly sort of laughter. What the hell sort of relationship is she imagining he has with the men he wants dead? He would never dream of touching any of them except to murder them. Anything else makes his skin crawl.