[The rambling helps. Even Zack squeezing into the sidecar with him, cramped as it is, helps. Zack's voice gives him something to focus on, something to listen to rather than something to filter out.
And it slams home just how afraid Zack is to go back to being alone. It's so hard to swallow the idea that Zack, Zack of all people, with how strong and brave and capable he is, that he can be afraid.
But they were both in that lab.
They both watched Nibelheim burn.
Zack says something else, some kind of tangent about junk food and how city stuff is always better except for Gongagan barbecue and Cloud realizes he's understood the past few sentences Zack's said, that the hum and murmur of his voice is actual understandable words instead of senseless noise.
Zack poses another off-hand question, Think we should get some jerky or something for the road while we're here? and Cloud swallows, presses his cheek against Zack's shoulder and manages a slow, drunk-sounding,] Yyeah.
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And it slams home just how afraid Zack is to go back to being alone. It's so hard to swallow the idea that Zack, Zack of all people, with how strong and brave and capable he is, that he can be afraid.
But they were both in that lab.
They both watched Nibelheim burn.
Zack says something else, some kind of tangent about junk food and how city stuff is always better except for Gongagan barbecue and Cloud realizes he's understood the past few sentences Zack's said, that the hum and murmur of his voice is actual understandable words instead of senseless noise.
Zack poses another off-hand question, Think we should get some jerky or something for the road while we're here? and Cloud swallows, presses his cheek against Zack's shoulder and manages a slow, drunk-sounding,] Yyeah.