[Summoned away from her thoughts by the voice, Sephiroth turns. There is perhaps a certain cold sorrow in her eyes.] I said you may ask me whatever you wish.
[What she says next is a subject she usually avoids, suddenly brought to the surface by the stark disparity between something most people would see as normal and what is normal for her.] Sometimes I wonder what I am. I know who made me, and that makes me uneasy.
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[What she says next is a subject she usually avoids, suddenly brought to the surface by the stark disparity between something most people would see as normal and what is normal for her.] Sometimes I wonder what I am. I know who made me, and that makes me uneasy.