[And there goes the squats again. Must be some kind of odd mannerism of his. But who was he to judge?]

Guess so. Yet sometimes you keep having to add a little extra for the things people ask for.

[While he and Barret have stopped butting heads as often since, Cloud still found it frustrating how much the bigger man kept delaying his pay. He realizes that had slipped out without him meaning to, but it wasn't more information than he was willing to share right now. So he settles for moving his hands to cross his chest once more.]

We're in the same boat there. Didn't have much time to get my bearings before I was brought here.

[We're not going to talk about how he was somehow overpowered by mice. When he was able to fight them back, more of them kept coming.

His eyes stray to gesture behind them, the large, looming castle still alight with the ongoing party, a few balconies dotted with occupants whispering sweet nothings to one another or otherwise. Would a place like this need someone like them? If the dragons were any indication, maybe.

Cloud doesn't accept the offer outright, still not quite finished sizing Zack up. His eyes turn to meet the other man's, seeing the same glow as his own mako eyes again.]

You any good at fighting?