Sephiroth took a seat on the couch, lounging there comfortably. The usual distance was in his mannerism and way, nothing about to change that. He did favour Kadaj with a speculative look before his shoulders lifted in a careless shrug.

"I had no desire to eat. There are other ways to spend one's time. I would not suggest the same for you though. You are too thin."

For once it wasn't meant as an insult, Sephiroth's gaze moving over Kadaj again. Nodding to himself and deciding whatever it was in his mind, his attentions moved to the window.

"I had wanted to make sure that yourself and Yazoo were not harmed last night. Mother and I had great faith that you would not be, but I prefer to make sure my little brothers are not in need of being patched up. What happened?"