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Let me count the words

He kept his appointment with Sephiroth and Cloud, though really he thought he was due some time off for severe mental distress.

When they arrived early he was worried.

He stared at them with wary blue eyes, "Neither of you are here to say you love me, right?"

Cloud gaped.

Sephiroth looked impatient. "No."

"Or that you love each other and are leaving the country to elope?"

"That's really none of your business."

"O-kay. What's up?"

Cloud managed to regroup, "Hostile troop movements along the northern border. It looks like they're preparing to attack."

Sephiroth stared coldly at his young king, "And I can assure you that they do not love you either."