"Hm." Bad timing...it's true that Zack's had plenty of arguments with plenty of people and never reacted like this before. Angeal isn't just anyone, but...if he doesn't know, he doesn't know.
Cloud nods to Angeal's agreement, but then he pauses. "I think...it's less that he doesn't want to, and more that he doesn't know whether he wants to or not. I get it. When you're not sure who you are, it's hard to know what to want." He speaks with confidence, as if he knows from experience. "But - you said I came up in that argument. How?"
He gives Angeal a hard look. "Why the hell would I ever do that to Zack? And who'd go out of their way to talk about something like that to anybody? You seriously think I'd ask about the worst shit he went through when I finally get to see him again after all that time thinking I never would?" Cloud shakes his head and stares into his half-finished glass of mead. "I'm just...trying to understand. I wanna help him. I tried, back then, but I couldn't. Couldn't...keep up. And all that shit was way above my pay grade, and by the time I learned anything it was too late. We were already in Nibelheim and Sephiroth was already holed up in the basement, Zack was already at the end of his rope, and there was nothing I could do."
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Date: 2024-12-31 02:57 pm (UTC)Cloud nods to Angeal's agreement, but then he pauses. "I think...it's less that he doesn't want to, and more that he doesn't know whether he wants to or not. I get it. When you're not sure who you are, it's hard to know what to want." He speaks with confidence, as if he knows from experience. "But - you said I came up in that argument. How?"
He gives Angeal a hard look. "Why the hell would I ever do that to Zack? And who'd go out of their way to talk about something like that to anybody? You seriously think I'd ask about the worst shit he went through when I finally get to see him again after all that time thinking I never would?" Cloud shakes his head and stares into his half-finished glass of mead. "I'm just...trying to understand. I wanna help him. I tried, back then, but I couldn't. Couldn't...keep up. And all that shit was way above my pay grade, and by the time I learned anything it was too late. We were already in Nibelheim and Sephiroth was already holed up in the basement, Zack was already at the end of his rope, and there was nothing I could do."