Sephiroth was not particularly bothered by the cold. Not as long as they were moving anyway. He blamed the power reduction he got from this place for any problems he had with that.

He hung back from the rest of the group as they traveled. Most of them were only about half his age it seemed. And likely never planned something that could destroy their worlds. So he found it hard to relate. He might have tried traveling ahead by himself but, didn't really feel like trying to navigate this place. He wasn't sure he cared whether his sour mood made anyone uneasy.

Minerva was cold but, she refused to go in her Poké ball so, she was clinging to Sephiroth cuddling under his hair near the back of his neck.