[Cloud watches Zack's face journey from where he stands, not sure what to make of it. He shifts in place, digging the ball of his foot onto the floor, debating for a moment if he should just excuse himself. He almost jumps when Zack addresses him once more.
A pregnant pause hangs between them for a moment.]
Sure.
[He pulls out a chair, the same one Zack was on when he wrote that letter to Aerith, the same one everyone had seen. Then, he settles on it, leaning forward on his knees as he faces Zack.]
no subject
A pregnant pause hangs between them for a moment.]
Sure.
[He pulls out a chair, the same one Zack was on when he wrote that letter to Aerith, the same one everyone had seen. Then, he settles on it, leaning forward on his knees as he faces Zack.]
What's going on?