"Dare I say, the puppy certainly had an air of lovesick about him that was nauseating." Genesis rolls his eyes skyward, and makes some semblance of a disgusted expression with his lip curled back. Except the rest of his body language is perfectly lax, he's just being dramatic.

He glances at Cloud again, the expression melting into a smirk.

"Is this news to you, Strife?"