Sephiroth seemed to consider her words. "I should have considered that..." he looked around for Grim with creased brows.
"Well, we can always have him take it back where it belongs if he does." He decided after a moment.
"He's an odd one." He looked at Sasha as she spoke again concerning the landing. 
"Indeed, I believe we are already nearing Terra's atmosphere, if we are not already blazing accross it. More than likely, we will experience a few jolts. After breakfast I mean to help work in the engine room. I have a feeling that they will be hard-pressed to keep her cool while she's running overtime, so extra hands can't hurt."
He replied, picking through trays of breakfast food until he'd gotten all he wanted. There was a barely noticible hint of amusement in his eye.
"It must sound strange, for a noble to do menial labor." He commented almost as an afterthought, though, whether or not it had actually been addressed to Sasha was not discernable. He waited beside the stand until she got her food.