Sepiroth smiles a weak yet warm smile at Gallin, though he looks a little embarrised at the formality that is being shown outside his throne room. “I know you're always there for me, Gallin..” Sepiroth pauses and shakes his head. “I am not the greatest man by any means, my knight.. there are men more worthy of that title then I.” he says quietly.<br/><br/>Sepiroth blushes like a school girl as he's hugged, the flush on his cheeks is totally noticble. “G-Gallin..” Sepiroth stutters, his voice slightly high. It's in moments like these where it's shown that even though Sepiroth is a king- a ruler- he's still a shy young man. Sepiroth looks thoughtful for a few moments. “the two of you.. really aren't getting along, are you? Though I suppose that the very fact that you haven't tried to kill one another is a good start..”<br/><br/>Sepiroth glances towards Blake, with a slight blush still on his cheeks. “the.. walk? A-ah, yes.. of course..” Sepiroth's face sets itself back into that calm, flat look that he has most of the time. The blush has now nearly gone from his cheeks. “I am ready to go now, if you both are..” he says as he looks between them and thinks. 'I will see them both in action for myself.' Sepiroth pauses as he glances down at his outfit and notices the streaks of blood that splattered on it from when he broke the glass. “I'd.. best get changed.” he groans. “the last thing I want is for people to come over to me and inquire if I'm wounded.”