"Yeah." His expression sobers a little as he watches the effigy crumble into the embers. He's quiet for a moment, looking thoughtful. "I could hear him in my head sometimes, before he invaded the planet. Like he wanted me to get it ready for him."

There were moments when the voice had convinced him to do some awful shit, too. Dylan wonders if that's what it's like when Galactus chooses a herald. Except he's pretty sure Galactus doesn't choose relatives. Does he even have relatives?

Dylan pulls himself out of his thoughts, though, remembering that this is Sephiroth's party. Don't get all weird and introspective. "Of course, he didn't realize the connection goes both ways. So I got to be a pretty big player in taking him down."