He laughed faintly, glad they were both in such high spirits. It was rare for them and it felt good. Cloud was sure he had that light feeling he had once he was sure he'd forgiven himself for the things that happened. It was a releasing feeling.

Holding out his arm, once she'd taken it he led her inside, quiet as they were seated and being the perfect gentleman as he pulled Tifa's chair out for her, seating himself afterwards.