[this guy sounds like he's going through a whole range of emotions right now, while cloud serves as nothing but a blank canvas that fails to remember or place the name—or the face—anywhere in his memory. perhaps it's the bravado born of a place of displacement, but cloud takes one, two steps forward and puts a hand on zack's shoulder (yes, reaching up and all; how tall is this guy?)]
Don't worry about that. [cloud's the hero, after all.] I'm keeping an eye out on him.
[...and pulls back after an awkward one, two pat.]
You won't have to worry about him.
[hilariously, all this while, cloud has been masterfully avoiding eye contact and letting his eyes land on anywhere concrete; on anywhere with a familiar outline, of sword or otherwise.]
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Don't worry about that. [cloud's the hero, after all.] I'm keeping an eye out on him.
[...and pulls back after an awkward one, two pat.]
You won't have to worry about him.
[hilariously, all this while, cloud has been masterfully avoiding eye contact and letting his eyes land on anywhere concrete; on anywhere with a familiar outline, of sword or otherwise.]