Being a chronic insomniac (which is totally fine and healthy), Sephiroth is not at home in bed. Although it's a more appealing prospect given that Loki will be there, old habits are hard to break. There's something comfortable about being out at night anyway.

But when some foreign presence brushes against his mind, he freezes. It's a feeling with an immediate association--the world of his doppelganger, the one who found Jenova. It was a fleeting sensation he never wanted to dwell on.

This seems... not quite the same. Not that knowing invitation, but a question. Still, he doesn't trust it in the slightest.

What is this?