"It doesn't make much sense to me, either," Sephiroth replies, with a helpless shrug. "None of this does. But my being in a simulation prior to this surely can't be any less believable than what is clearly happening here and now? What makes sense or seems possible isn't an obstacle to things happening; that much is obvious."

When Cloud speaks about the feeling he means...Sephiroth feels a mixture of relief and dread. Relief, because what Cloud is speaking of isn't some explicit parallel between Sephiroth and Jenova; dread, because it is, of course, still Jenova. But what part of Sephiroth's life, his very existence, has the luxury of not being Jenova in some way?

"I know what you speak of," he says, carefully. "But tell me. The pull you feel now...it's much weaker than it was back in our world, isn't it?"