[ As dangerous as this all felt for Cloud...this was just as much for his friend too, wasn't it. The only reason it hadn't gotten worse for the blond was because of his own screwed up head... He didn't know what was real or not to keep secret. He kept making up and accepting what best kept him going in the present moment. But rather than run away from the contradiction, having had plenty of time to think about it alone...
Cloud wasn't sure about Zack, but...can't really hide from it any longer. He's seen and felt things that...he didn't know he was supposed to. He didn't know if he was still going to see those things happen, now that they've all been released from the shackles of fate. What lied ahead for Reno and the others...may not even happen anymore. That was the consequences of their actions. What was the old saying? "The more things change, the more they stay the same"? ]
When I made it to Midgar... [ Just you, Cloud? ] I kept seeing things... Chalked it all up to being tired after a long trip. Just the exposure to Mako messing with my head. But...
[ He closes his fist, reluctant to turn around and face him, so he only manages halfway, the man in his peripheral. This...is the most he's ever opened up to anyone about his past. He played it cool with the Turks, kept tabs on Aerith, and tried embracing new things around new faces like Ayaka and others. All because it's what he wanted everyone to see. But repeating the two messages that Zack places up over and over in his mind, how his eyes went wet upon reuniting with him at the great sakura tree without really knowing why... ]
Ever since I got here... [ Heat waves come and go. But he can only distract himself for so long before the silence opened the way to old pain. Pain he didn't understand. Pain that when he tried to understand it...he blocked it out against his will. What was he so afraid of by looking deeper? ] I can't sleep. Every time I think about you, it——
!
[ It hurts. Every time, it hurts and his brain shuts off- reroutes him to thinking of something else. Like what he plans to do next month when he goes to rehearsal with Ayaka. Like checking into renting a little place in Kyoto for every time he travels between cities. Everyday living. Everything that wasn't him trying to live his life as an Ex-SOLDIER turned mercenary. The throbbing wanes again as he lowers his hand, finally looking up at Zack properly.
He lied. He can't place him after all. He can remember some things, but. Where did Zack go? When did he go? ]
I can't remember where I got this.
[ The Buster Sword. ]
The day that I became SOLDIER...
[ He searches his friend's own mako-infused eyes, even if he was looking for answers his mind may not have been prepared for. Even still...he didn't have a madman digging through his head to break him. It's all him. It's all up to him now. ]
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Cloud wasn't sure about Zack, but...can't really hide from it any longer. He's seen and felt things that...he didn't know he was supposed to. He didn't know if he was still going to see those things happen, now that they've all been released from the shackles of fate. What lied ahead for Reno and the others...may not even happen anymore. That was the consequences of their actions. What was the old saying? "The more things change, the more they stay the same"? ]
When I made it to Midgar... [ Just you, Cloud? ] I kept seeing things... Chalked it all up to being tired after a long trip. Just the exposure to Mako messing with my head. But...
[ He closes his fist, reluctant to turn around and face him, so he only manages halfway, the man in his peripheral. This...is the most he's ever opened up to anyone about his past. He played it cool with the Turks, kept tabs on Aerith, and tried embracing new things around new faces like Ayaka and others. All because it's what he wanted everyone to see. But repeating the two messages that Zack places up over and over in his mind, how his eyes went wet upon reuniting with him at the great sakura tree without really knowing why... ]
Ever since I got here... [ Heat waves come and go. But he can only distract himself for so long before the silence opened the way to old pain. Pain he didn't understand. Pain that when he tried to understand it...he blocked it out against his will. What was he so afraid of by looking deeper? ] I can't sleep. Every time I think about you, it——
!
[ It hurts. Every time, it hurts and his brain shuts off- reroutes him to thinking of something else. Like what he plans to do next month when he goes to rehearsal with Ayaka. Like checking into renting a little place in Kyoto for every time he travels between cities. Everyday living. Everything that wasn't him trying to live his life as an Ex-SOLDIER turned mercenary. The throbbing wanes again as he lowers his hand, finally looking up at Zack properly.
He lied. He can't place him after all. He can remember some things, but. Where did Zack go? When did he go? ]
I can't remember where I got this.
[ The Buster Sword. ]
The day that I became SOLDIER...
[ He searches his friend's own mako-infused eyes, even if he was looking for answers his mind may not have been prepared for. Even still...he didn't have a madman digging through his head to break him. It's all him. It's all up to him now. ]
[ (When did I become SOLDIER?) ]