Cloud shrugs. This is not going to go anywhere, with the way Sephiroth seems hell-bent on maintaining this narrative. It makes something in him question things in a way that he never thought possible. That, in turn, paired with headaches has Cloud tiring out, needing space, anything to disconnect and think this through.
Or avoid it, he will see.
"I get a single whiff of you back to your old nonsense, and it's on sight."
Though Cloud does not turn his back to Sephiroth (he knows better), he does disengage, shuffling backwards and to one side to make his exit. It's weird, it's wrong, yet here he is... Disengaging from his mortal foe.
It ought to be for the best. For now. Cloud just needs to find a way home. This is not helping with that. Best to move along.
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Cloud shrugs. This is not going to go anywhere, with the way Sephiroth seems hell-bent on maintaining this narrative. It makes something in him question things in a way that he never thought possible. That, in turn, paired with headaches has Cloud tiring out, needing space, anything to disconnect and think this through.
Or avoid it, he will see.
"I get a single whiff of you back to your old nonsense, and it's on sight."
Though Cloud does not turn his back to Sephiroth (he knows better), he does disengage, shuffling backwards and to one side to make his exit. It's weird, it's wrong, yet here he is... Disengaging from his mortal foe.
It ought to be for the best. For now. Cloud just needs to find a way home. This is not helping with that. Best to move along.