Hearing that Sephiroth was the cause of her death, Angeal took a deep breath before replying in a sincere tone. "I'm sorry." Cloud was the boy he knocked down at the baths in Modeoheim and a flush of guilt ran though the First at the memory.

The music was starting to slow down and their dance was nearly complete but he still had a small amount of time. "We'll have to wait and see if he's here and what condition he and his mind are in, then we can go from there. And I meant what I said about coming to find me."

Keeping an eye out for her was the least he could do. He'd walked away from both of his childhood friends and look where that landed everyone. Being dead didn't absolve him of anything. After all, he'd been the one to keep them from showing off and trying to kill each other in the training room. Ultimately Zack had been the one to pick up the pieces and that hadn't been right.