[The question actually gives him pause. Greenish eyes flicker between Cloud's hand and him directly. Is that what he was thinking about? His time in SOLDIER? Sephiroth practically scoffs as his own thoughts momentarily drift there. The specifics mostly lost, but the scattered fragments here and there --]

A lie as manufactured as the city of Midgar itself. Though you should know this, you've experienced the truth first hand. I doubt I need to give you a reminder.

[Sephiroth actually doesn't like the possible road this conversation might travel down. He shed his former self back in the flames that ravaged Nibelhiem. That part of him long left behind buried in the ashes.]