[He watches him with the weight in his hand, that hard expression cracking a little as his eyebrows come together. Was the last thing he was going to see a beautiful man bearing a weight down on his head?]

Put that b- [And then it's in pieces on the floor. The shock of it takes him a second, staring at it before looking up and Sephiroth is already walking away.

He almost yells after him, that he wasn't allowed back after misusing equipment, but he thinks that perhaps this is better solved with his Warden. Sephiroth isn't gone yet, but he can start to feel himself shaking, his fingernails biting into his palms to try and stop the trembling.]