Since Tifa's arrival, the majority of cloud and her conversations have been pretty much about weird subjects. This place, what'd happened on their world, what was to happen on their world, and as more from Gaia had arrived, more strange things had been raised, discussed. They hadn't had the time to focus on nicer, more normal things like roommates. Every time they've discussed something awful out, someone else from Gaia seems to arrive and the conversation begins again. With a newer, more horrible edge to it.]
Cloud.
[His answer's brisk, and it's accompanied by picking at the pile of marshmallows on top of the cocoa. Unlike Heather, the cocoa isn't the goal for him. It's whatever he can pile on top of it. Mid-marshmallow chew, he moves his gaze to her and-
Marshmallow moustache.
He moves his eyes away. Should he say something?]
Uh.
[Yeah, he really should.]
Your-
[A point, to his own upper lip. ...He's awkward, okay.]
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Since Tifa's arrival, the majority of cloud and her conversations have been pretty much about weird subjects. This place, what'd happened on their world, what was to happen on their world, and as more from Gaia had arrived, more strange things had been raised, discussed. They hadn't had the time to focus on nicer, more normal things like roommates. Every time they've discussed something awful out, someone else from Gaia seems to arrive and the conversation begins again. With a newer, more horrible edge to it.]
Cloud.
[His answer's brisk, and it's accompanied by picking at the pile of marshmallows on top of the cocoa. Unlike Heather, the cocoa isn't the goal for him. It's whatever he can pile on top of it. Mid-marshmallow chew, he moves his gaze to her and-
Marshmallow moustache.
He moves his eyes away. Should he say something?]
Uh.
[Yeah, he really should.]
Your-
[A point, to his own upper lip.
...He's awkward, okay.]