[Nice try, Zack, but this isn't over, and you're not moving fast enough to get away. Sephiroth grabbing Zack by the wrist, pinning it against the closest wall as he steps into the other's space, forcing him back against that same wall as he drops his head down towards Zack's.]

That's not a suitable answer, Zack. I know you're wanting to avoid me, but aren't you also supposed to help me with this? Not just telling me to pretty myself up to try and lure someone in. To actually help me. [Eyes narrowing ever so slightly, that smirk turning a touch more wicked and teasing, having well caught that blush Zack had been trying to fight off. Interesting. Funny. Very interesting.]

Am I really that undesirable to you? [Well knowing he's being mean to Zack right now, yet it's too funny not to.]