The real world sucks, if Nibelheim was any better he'd go back, but forget that.
"I guess that's how it usually is." Cloud could admit - now, afterwards - that some ideas had seemed good (or at least acceptable) when he decided to act, but afterwards hadn't really been.
"Didn't think about that..." casting a brief frown over to the group again, Cloud hoped they'd either be fine or that Cissnei was wrong - he might not be close to any of them, but that didn't mean he'd want them to get in trouble.
Turning back to Cissnei, the little smile from earlier widened even as Cloud sort of sunk down a little again, not quite hiding in the scarf.
"Sure you just didn't like this beer and needed an excuse to get a new one?" Cloud offered up, tapping the bottle against the table and somewhere between hesitant for having said anything at all, and very dry. For a fifteen year old, that was.
no subject
"I guess that's how it usually is." Cloud could admit - now, afterwards - that some ideas had seemed good (or at least acceptable) when he decided to act, but afterwards hadn't really been.
"Didn't think about that..." casting a brief frown over to the group again, Cloud hoped they'd either be fine or that Cissnei was wrong - he might not be close to any of them, but that didn't mean he'd want them to get in trouble.
Turning back to Cissnei, the little smile from earlier widened even as Cloud sort of sunk down a little again, not quite hiding in the scarf.
"Sure you just didn't like this beer and needed an excuse to get a new one?" Cloud offered up, tapping the bottle against the table and somewhere between hesitant for having said anything at all, and very dry. For a fifteen year old, that was.