[Cloud glances over at Zack; even like this, he can see the unnatural curvature of his spine. Zack does that, Cloud's realized over the past few months; curls up, gets small. Wilts like a starved plant. Sometimes it's in jest, a joke, a playful reaction to being scolded-
Maybe. Maybe that's what it was before.]
Don't mention it, [Cloud murmurs, looking back over at the path and waiting for a street vendor loading up crates into a chocobo-pulled cart to finish so they can make it to the shop without any issues. The whole thing had been uncomfortable, painful and stinging in a way that Cloud will never admit to Zack if only to fend off the guilt he'd inevitably feel. Cloud and his mother were never close, but given the chance to see her again...]
You look a lot like your mom. The hair. [Cloud gestures to his own wide, green face.] Your jaw and your nose. You take after her.
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Date: 2020-05-15 04:01 am (UTC)Maybe. Maybe that's what it was before.]
Don't mention it, [Cloud murmurs, looking back over at the path and waiting for a street vendor loading up crates into a chocobo-pulled cart to finish so they can make it to the shop without any issues. The whole thing had been uncomfortable, painful and stinging in a way that Cloud will never admit to Zack if only to fend off the guilt he'd inevitably feel. Cloud and his mother were never close, but given the chance to see her again...]
You look a lot like your mom. The hair. [Cloud gestures to his own wide, green face.] Your jaw and your nose. You take after her.