[The squeeze he manages isn't much stronger than the one before, but it is.
It is.
The days pass by at a crawl. Zack doesn't always get an answer out of Cloud when he starts rambling, but more and more often he does. Sometimes Cloud improves at an agonizing slow pace, and sometimes he takes leaps and bounds forward. The first time Cloud manages to walk without assistance Zack is nearly beside himself with joy, which is honestly an overreaction but Cloud can't deny how good it makes him feel over something so small.
As he regains more of his autonomy the sidecar becomes something of an embarrassment, but it's not as if they have the luxury of retaining their pride. Cloud can at least get in and out of it without assistance now, and has taken it upon himself to scout behind them whenever possible so at least Zack has less to worry about.
One of the things that proves a persistent issue is the matter of his strength.
Not just his strength either; his reflexes, his senses. Everything is louder, brighter; his hands start moving faster than he remembers, he lurches when he just meant to walk. The first time he holds a can he crushes it before he's even popped the tab for a drink.]
's bullshit, [Cloud growls, throwing his first beer- it was his first beer!- into the garbage can of the seedy dive they'd parked at for the night.] Can't even hold stuff...
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Date: 2018-07-26 06:11 am (UTC)It is.
The days pass by at a crawl. Zack doesn't always get an answer out of Cloud when he starts rambling, but more and more often he does. Sometimes Cloud improves at an agonizing slow pace, and sometimes he takes leaps and bounds forward. The first time Cloud manages to walk without assistance Zack is nearly beside himself with joy, which is honestly an overreaction but Cloud can't deny how good it makes him feel over something so small.
As he regains more of his autonomy the sidecar becomes something of an embarrassment, but it's not as if they have the luxury of retaining their pride. Cloud can at least get in and out of it without assistance now, and has taken it upon himself to scout behind them whenever possible so at least Zack has less to worry about.
One of the things that proves a persistent issue is the matter of his strength.
Not just his strength either; his reflexes, his senses. Everything is louder, brighter; his hands start moving faster than he remembers, he lurches when he just meant to walk. The first time he holds a can he crushes it before he's even popped the tab for a drink.]
's bullshit, [Cloud growls, throwing his first beer- it was his first beer!- into the garbage can of the seedy dive they'd parked at for the night.] Can't even hold stuff...