Date: 2024-03-13 11:30 am (UTC)
identitycrisiscore: (043)
[ ...Oh. Not even Cloud could miss a signal like that, as forward as it is. The last night before everything goes belly-up, huh. She's always been good at disarming him with so few words, and the hand that had clasped around the Buster Sword leaned against the wall seems to slacken before it drops to his side, following his gaze toward the floor. There were other people who were working on dealing with Ragna. He didn't have to get involved... ]

...Guess I... wasn't really thinking about it.

[ Which is the truth. Cloud is always a guy laser-focused on the mission, so it's hard to crack him out of that SOLDIER-shaped shell even when he should be making time for, well, other things. He looks up at Aerith, as if trying to search her expression for something she wants him to say, even knowing there's no right answer. ]

...Can't say I know, for sure. Was there... something you wanted to do? [ It's such a limp, awkward reply, he knows it the second it comes out of his mouth. Toss the ball back in her court while he thinks about something beyond swinging his sword at a crisis in front of him, his whole body language now focused entirely on her, his gaze looking upward just slightly at her as he tries to reconcile the change in conversation. ]
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