Well, it certainly sounded like Sephiroth knew how to show a guy a good time. Pity that they wouldn't be able to talk too much longer, at least right now. That last stretch of clarity provided by Ami's words drove home just how clearly he'd misstepped in this situation and saw Masanori decide that a prompt exit was the wisest course. Damage such as this could be cushioned and repaired, but remaining as a source of stress and tension would make that process more tedious. Thus, it was better to exit stage right.

"Haa! What a good time that would be! Anyway, I'll say this once and only once," he said, eyes closing and something of a smile finding his face as he waved and started off. "If anyone in this village touches so much as a hair on your head, Ami, I'll make them roast their own entrails while they eat them with ghost pepper dip and some fancy little corn chips cut into triangles. You two have fun, okay?"