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Zack Fair ([personal profile] colorofthesky) wrote2020-12-03 09:35 pm

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[personal profile] weartearrust 2024-12-29 07:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's only then that Zack is looked at again, scrutinized for a long moment, expression creased with a frown.]

If you want to take it as an insult to your work, that's your choice. But by now you know as well as I do if you've been at it for years, that he has no motivation to graduate as long as that kind young man is here to make him want to stay. Cloud is his reward.

[And it shouldn't be, that much is clear in his tone; he doesn't approve of such a strong focus. But maybe it can still be used. He liked Cloud, the blond had a good heart. But it can't be easy to directly be dealing with, day after day, the laser focus and obsession of the man who burnt his town to the ground.]

You and Sephiroth are part of what needs to be 'focused on' in order to leave myself. That's why she sent me here.

[And to find out the greater extent of things he's responsible for.

Which was greater by far than he liked to admit. At least it seems he's willing to leave it at that, by the way he turns for the door, but whether Zack's willing to is another matter.]
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[personal profile] weartearrust 2024-12-29 08:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[One day it would be less of a distant surprise to watch Zack stand up and find them closer to height and weight than they'd ever been in memory before this ship. But what Zack doesn't say is that no, Cloud is not Sephiroth's motivation and reward. The rest ... is noise.

Not unimportant, just not as important. Confirmation that he was right, and Sephiroth's future hinged on poor Cloud, was not exactly what he'd wanted, but ... so be it. He'd told Shaw apologies were meaningless, that Zack did too was also confirmation.

Nothing he'd said was actually wrong. Just unwanted, because it was an uncomfortable reminder. Well, he can live with that.

He didn't have much choice.

But it doesn't seem Angeal has anything to say about that, at least nothing he's willing to put into words by the way his jaw tightens briefly, lips thinning. And the pattern repeats: he turns and heads for the door, silent.]