[He's really messed up, huh. Cloud's reduced to staring at the other man in silence as he answers and then catches himself, only his wide eyes really betraying his concern. And yes- a brightly coloured ball soon whizzes past his head, making a quiet sound as it hits the wall of the confined area- and then rolling away harmlessly.
Except wait- the sound of balls crunching against each other makes him move his gaze to the pit. Boko's emerged fully now, scrambling up the back of it to the basketball hoop, his weight forcing it downward. He flaps his wings and-
Oh no.
The chicobo jumps, the hoop functioning as a springboard to boost its jump right toward the brunette. ]
Boko-!
[He intercepts, but the slippery little chocobo scrambles around his arms and launches itself off his shoulder- right at Dad.]
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Except wait- the sound of balls crunching against each other makes him move his gaze to the pit. Boko's emerged fully now, scrambling up the back of it to the basketball hoop, his weight forcing it downward. He flaps his wings and-
Oh no.
The chicobo jumps, the hoop functioning as a springboard to boost its jump right toward the brunette. ]
Boko-!
[He intercepts, but the slippery little chocobo scrambles around his arms and launches itself off his shoulder- right at Dad.]