If a goal is only ever 'realistic', then is that not a chain? A long length of chain is still a chain nonetheless. Idly, he wonders what personal goal Sephiroth pursues.

Serph shakes out his wings before tucking them at his back, gaze roving over the familiar horizon. "This is Nirvana. Not the Convoy's destination, but the one I seek."

Although the beach is idyllic, there's a distinct lack of wildlife to it. No sign of gulls or other sea birds that might circle both land and ocean, nor of creatures that might scuttle the sandy shores. Serph doesn't know there should be more.