[Something certainly felt different about Sephiroth but he wasn't entirely sure quite what it was. Regardless, as the other man stood Cloud took a step back. Every muscle was tense, almost as if he was prepared to have to defend himself. The imprint left by the couch might have actually been funny if it wasn't for the fact that Sephiroth's mere presence put his every nerve on edge.]
"...If anyone knew how we got here, wouldn't it be you?"
[There's obvious suspicion in his tone as he speaks. Yes, he. Definitely a male voice there. Maybe even one familiar to Sephiroth. But even Cloud felt his suspicion was somewhat off here - if Sephiroth had somehow managed to magic him off somewhere else he somehow doubted the man would have been unconscious.]
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Date: 2020-04-19 10:46 pm (UTC)"...If anyone knew how we got here, wouldn't it be you?"
[There's obvious suspicion in his tone as he speaks. Yes, he. Definitely a male voice there. Maybe even one familiar to Sephiroth. But even Cloud felt his suspicion was somewhat off here - if Sephiroth had somehow managed to magic him off somewhere else he somehow doubted the man would have been unconscious.]