"It does... what?" Cloud stares, pulling away from the quickly-melting ice patch on the wall that doesn't give off much cold anymore, quietly horrified.

Memories? They take memories? Sure, there's things he might want to forget - his home burning and everything that happened around that is a bright example - but.. no.

"We've got... we call them Summons. But they're called from materia like the spells and such and they don't do... that," Cloud says, voice low, still incredulous.

Taking a breath, Cloud considers what he's about to do for a moment, then slips off the bracer and offers it.

"Do you... want to try? You sort of focus on the materia and just... will it to work." That's a bare-bones explanation that's not very good, honestly, but maybe it's better he try with a properly slotted materia instead of starting out using the one he has attached to his PHS.

Like a phone charm. Cloud can't quite believe it, still.