“Yes of course— Along with granting you power, it also rids your body and soul of any infections and illnesses.” Which was— Partly true. It alleviated it’s consumer of their curses and illnesses, but it was only temporary. So when it’s power would wear off, the being who had consumed it would desire more. Like a drug, it was a highly addictive substance that had driven the most stable of men insane. Once one became addicted to it, one would do absolutely anything to receive more of it. If Sho were to offer more but say that the catch was that they had to go kill a hundred innocents before receiving it, the person would do it without hesitation just to get more of it.
A single blue and orb like eye became fixated on the other as a welcoming - yet oddly chilling - smile formed on the tengu’s lips. Perhaps this would work after all—
”If you would like— I can allow you to try some for free.”
Pursing his lips, he mulls over this information. ’Quite generous of him,’ he muses skeptically. That smile…is slightly strange. And…for free? A miracle cure, and he plans to dispense it for naught… Immediately the answer occurs to him. This cure is a drug. And drugs are something he did not want; the children did not need to become addicted to something to alleviate JENOVA, and Cloud even less so–being addicted to mako is enough to rewrite memories, and he has too much respect for the ex-leader to push him through that. Again. Levelly meeting the gaze of the other, hard crimson boring through the glacial perfection of the other’s mask, he allows his discontent to surface and spread over his face. Eyebrows furrowing, he shakes his head. “And how addicted would I become to this…” Lethargically trailing off, he thinks on what to call it. A fight breaking out does not worry him; not exactly like he can die, anyhow. But prising information is a valuable skill, one he had once prided on. “…substance?”