[perhaps, under different circumstances, wanda would find the fact that sephiroth made a joke more funny than the joke itself. for now, she takes it simply at face value, realizing that there has been a breaking of the ice of some sort.]

I'll keep that in mind.

[the ultimate fear of a guy who is certainly much taller than her, and whom she is sure she's seen in the training grounds.]

Though I prefer the quiet, the company hasn't been half bad.

[it's not like... her standards are high, or anything? but this man with the exceptionally long hair has a certain vibe about him that speaks of calculated restraint, of words that should not be spoken unless he really needs to. in this economy, wanda would loathe to undervalue how wondrous that is.]

My name is Wanda. [she offers, leaning back on the tub] Maybe next time we can talk when it's less about the quiet.