[how easy to talk about this. cloud can't put it into words—can't, really, understand the overwhelming sentiment of easiness that comes with this man's presence, and is equally unable to realize it.]
[he shakes his head after a pause.] —but he really doesn't.
[ It feels like another punch to the gut, honestly. Cloud's lack of recognition is hard enough to grapple with, but hearing that Sephiroth is here from before the fiery nightmare than engulfed Nibelheim is a hard pill to swallow.
He's going to need time and space to unpack all of this, to figure out what he's supposed to do. For now, though, he has to focus on this conversation and just...get through it as best he can.
The question doesn't make him blanch, but something in his expression shutters. ]
Long story. [ A story he doesn't think is appropriate to get into right now. ] But he's hurt...a lot of people I care about.
[for all that zack is having a hard time working through the seams of what is unraveling before him, cloud is taking it all in stride; he acts like there's nothing wrong, like this kind of story should be the common denominator in all those he meets who claim to know him—especially from some time in the future.]
[that, and, his personality really contrasts against the quieter, more reserved cloud zack may have remembered from before.]
Looks like thinking about it isn't so great on you. [damn, cloud.] You alright?
[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.]
[ There sure are a lot of emotions right now, and frankly, Zack is not at all reassured by Cloud's insistence he has things under control. Maybe it's the fact that he isn't making eye contract, or perhaps it's the fact that Zack knows he isn't right in the head. Right now, he's just thankful that the Sephiroth here is apparently sane. Otherwise, they'd all be in a heap of trouble.
Zack puffs out a soft breath at that and...attempts a smile. Yeah. ]
Right... Well, I appreciate the heads up, anyway.
[ Not a lie! It is a good thing to know. ]
I guess I'll worry about the weird gems in us instead, then.
[reassured that he's done right by this man, cloud nods and looks pretty pleased with himself. the attempt at a smile he considers a win—a genuine smile to reflect just how capable cloud was of taking up the lead and doing right by others.]
[how easy it is to barely look at the sun at all.]
[ Important questions, you know. He seems a little surprised at the offer, but that smile of his warms a bit despite himself. ]
I mean, if you don't mind the company...
[ He's not going to insist, and though part of him thinks he really should put some space between them so he can sort through all of this, the truth is, he really has missed his friend... ]
[both? cloud feels like the question isn't meant to be answered (he might be assuming wrong), but there's something about the way cloud catches a glimpse of a smile that grows more reassured that makes him forget about answering at all.]
I've been asked to come here and help out, anyway. Might as well just show you around and save myself more bureaucratic trouble.
[he offers his hand, palm up, as if expecting something.]
[basically, give him whatever they gave you re: money and address, but wouldn't it be funny if it were interpreted differently?]
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[how easy to talk about this. cloud can't put it into words—can't, really, understand the overwhelming sentiment of easiness that comes with this man's presence, and is equally unable to realize it.]
[he shakes his head after a pause.] —but he really doesn't.
[this brings up a question though.]
What's he done to you?
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He's going to need time and space to unpack all of this, to figure out what he's supposed to do. For now, though, he has to focus on this conversation and just...get through it as best he can.
The question doesn't make him blanch, but something in his expression shutters. ]
Long story. [ A story he doesn't think is appropriate to get into right now. ] But he's hurt...a lot of people I care about.
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[for all that zack is having a hard time working through the seams of what is unraveling before him, cloud is taking it all in stride; he acts like there's nothing wrong, like this kind of story should be the common denominator in all those he meets who claim to know him—especially from some time in the future.]
[that, and, his personality really contrasts against the quieter, more reserved cloud zack may have remembered from before.]
Looks like thinking about it isn't so great on you. [damn, cloud.] You alright?
[ignoring every single damn cue here.]
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Yeah...I'm good.
[ He's not good. But fake it 'til you make it, right? ]
Just...trying to figure out how to react if I run into him, I guess.
[ pause pause ]
How did it go for you?
[ He's trying to picture it, and the only thing he can think is it was probably a disaster. ]
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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.]
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Zack puffs out a soft breath at that and...attempts a smile. Yeah. ]
Right... Well, I appreciate the heads up, anyway.
[ Not a lie! It is a good thing to know. ]
I guess I'll worry about the weird gems in us instead, then.
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[how easy it is to barely look at the sun at all.]
It's not too bad once you get used to it.
[overflowing with confidence.]
You wanna tag along?
[it seems right to offer.]
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[ Important questions, you know. He seems a little surprised at the offer, but that smile of his warms a bit despite himself. ]
I mean, if you don't mind the company...
[ He's not going to insist, and though part of him thinks he really should put some space between them so he can sort through all of this, the truth is, he really has missed his friend... ]
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I've been asked to come here and help out, anyway. Might as well just show you around and save myself more bureaucratic trouble.
[he offers his hand, palm up, as if expecting something.]
[basically, give him whatever they gave you re: money and address, but wouldn't it be funny if it were interpreted differently?]