[Zack's fingers slip from around Cloud's and he holds the can -gently- as he takes a sip. A gulp.]
...this tastes like shit, [Cloud proclaims as he takes another drink, giddily. It's annoying, having to concentrate like this, but he'll get used to it. And- and for how much he hates Hojo, for how much he hates the labs, what was done to them both- for all the times he still finds himself drifting, hearing things, Cloud has to admit that finally having the strength to keep this from ever happening again is one of the very few comforts to draw from the past five years.
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...this tastes like shit, [Cloud proclaims as he takes another drink, giddily. It's annoying, having to concentrate like this, but he'll get used to it. And- and for how much he hates Hojo, for how much he hates the labs, what was done to them both- for all the times he still finds himself drifting, hearing things, Cloud has to admit that finally having the strength to keep this from ever happening again is one of the very few comforts to draw from the past five years.
Zack being the other.]