Cloud gave a nod and turned, walking past Aerith. Shoving the doors open, he frowned slightly, raising a hand to shield his eyes from the sun. It was mid-summer and the brightness and heat was a lot worse than it seemed to get in Edge or Midgar. Or anywhere he was used to, really. Slipping his sunglasses on, Cloud looked back to Tifa.
"You two can carry on. I'll head back and pack up the tent and our supplies." Then Cloud paused. He'd had thought about saying something about their children... but then realised they weren't here and fell silent. "I'll meet you at the inn you stayed at before."
Saying nothing else, Cloud turned, heading back towards the outskirts of the city.
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Date: 2009-11-03 05:50 pm (UTC)"You two can carry on. I'll head back and pack up the tent and our supplies." Then Cloud paused. He'd had thought about saying something about their children... but then realised they weren't here and fell silent. "I'll meet you at the inn you stayed at before."
Saying nothing else, Cloud turned, heading back towards the outskirts of the city.