Kisame saw that look and laughed, but it was short and harsh. "That again, Sephiroth-san? I've never met someone who preferred rudeness."

They'd gone through this before, and while Kisame laughed, it was almost a relief to let the smile fall away. Relaxing. "High praise, coming from you. I'll have to try it."

Without the veneer, his affect was flatter, colder, though the words themselves were still polite enough.