Cloud smiled more at her observation, nodding slightly. "Hey... yeah. I guess that means we're supposed to be friends, huh?" He gave a slight shrug, not really knowing much, or anything at all really, about Terra. Cloud didn't know about naturally magical people.

The only people with naturally enhanced abilities were the SOLDIERS, Turks and... well, him. That was it. Even the Sephiroth Remnants were technically part of Sephiroth, making them SOLDIERs, at least on the inside.

He was an odd one out. He wasn't a SOLDIER or a Turk. He'd just been in the wrong place and the wrong time, let himself get carried away and ended up trapped for four years, being poisoned and...

Cloud paused that train of thought, not wishing to think about it anymore. "I hope your last name isn't as bad as mine... it's Strife. Cloud Strife."