"Of course it's a fight. It's always a fight," Aria grumbled. Time for them to stop lurking in the dark she supposed. Of course that reveals that they haven't bothered to change since their encounter with Sephiroth. Torn clothes being the most obvious sign.

Oddly enough Seph was dressed in the familiar leather coat he hasn't worn in a long time. Not outside of dreams anyway. And he had his wing out.

"It is unlikely to change." Seph stepped closer to Maleficent. "Isn't that true, 'Mother'?" Yes. Mock the dragon. That's a good way to avoid a fight.