"No." Sephiroth tilts his head, looking down at Cloud, and then smiles. "Is that so surprising? Most of my life was spent at war, in Wutai...or in a lab. Not exactly places known for their - opportunities in that area. Some people certainly indicated an interest, but..." His eyes darken briefly. "They didn't know me. They only ever knew what they wanted from me. And I'd been used enough."

After a moment, the soothing effects of the rain reassert themselves, and he exhales. His smile returns, a touch self-deprecating. "None of them were ever worth my interest."

The implication being, of course, that Genesis is. That Cloud is.