Cloud must be getting hard of hearing, in his old age, because there's no way Sephiroth is asking him something like that. He barely has time to nod his head as they narrowly avoid rehashing canon for the nine thousandth time in history before the absurd implications of that question start to sink in. All the loud arcade noises are giving him brain damage, that's it. Or maybe he was hit by a stray skeeball in passing, and somehow amnesia plus a concussion equals...
Yeah, no. That'd just be too easy.
Much as he'd like to save face (his confused, confused face), Cloud still can't manage to lie to his idol. ]
They really do. The stress relief alone could've done him wonders in the staying sane department
What
Wait.
Cloud must be getting hard of hearing, in his old age, because there's no way Sephiroth is asking him something like that. He barely has time to nod his head as they narrowly avoid rehashing canon for the nine thousandth time in history before the absurd implications of that question start to sink in. All the loud arcade noises are giving him brain damage, that's it. Or maybe he was hit by a stray skeeball in passing, and somehow amnesia plus a concussion equals...
Yeah, no. That'd just be too easy.
Much as he'd like to save face (his confused, confused face), Cloud still can't manage to lie to his idol. ]
Um. Yeah, I guess. Sir.