"Simulation," Cloud echoes, confused. Like what- stuck in one of Hojo or Chadley's training sims as though in an afterlife? Ridiculous. "Now you're just saying things."

But stranger things have happened.

"When you would show up and cause problems,it felt like a magnet. A pull. Dunno. Even when you were away, it felt like I had to find you. On some physical level." Cloud shrugs, again wondering in the back of his mind just why Sephiroth reads as feeling...Sad? Worried? Whatever it is, it is far beyond the scope of anything Cloud has seen from Sephiroth since Nibelheim- through his own eyes or otherwise. "It still feels like magnets. Like there's something important. Or more mind games."