[ Cloud had...expected this. Later? Sooner? He wasn't sure. Where the seeds of doubt and uncertainty began to take root, he couldn't say either. But his face twists into a frown. ...and he hates that he's actually feeling this way.
Was it guilt? It wasn't Sephiroth doing this. But it was because of him that his words, while not stinging, leave his chest feeling heavy. So many things he wished he could say. Yet it's a matter of how. The truth was important. But...it's how one delivers the truth.
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Was it guilt? It wasn't Sephiroth doing this. But it was because of him that his words, while not stinging, leave his chest feeling heavy. So many things he wished he could say. Yet it's a matter of how. The truth was important. But...it's how one delivers the truth.
"None of you are very subtle." ]
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[ He stops. Breaths in resignation. ]
... I understand.