"Calm, tired even." Sephiroth paused to asses himself. "Somewhat cold too." He glanced around the bar at the other people enjoying their drinks. None of them seemed to be having a bad time nor did anything else seem amiss. "Do you think it's this place?"

Sephiroth was used to the way these worlds operated now. It always seemed random but there was someone or something pulling the strings from behind it all or, at least, a purpose to it. He didn't see one here. "What is their goal?"