This was not something Gorgug was expecting to happen today: for someone to notice and care about (to an extent) the barnacles on his van. But when Sephiroth asks his request? Gorgug humours him, turning off the engine and locking the transmission. No need to keep the elemental engine running if he's going to open the door now and step out.

Even he's interested now. Walking over, but giving Sephiroth space as he might want to move. But Gorgug crouches, arms hanging on his knees as he inspects some of the barnacles closest to him.

"I never cleaned them off since I thought they'd fall off eventually. And I kinda got distracted with other stuff. Like homework." And repeatedly fixing the van, living his life... "It's really been a long time. Maybe they're feeding off the van."

Somehow. Maybe. ...Maybe not.