You... [Staring quietly, Cloud ducks his head, his cheek faintly pink and annoyance gone.] ... don't need to compliment me at all.

[Why would she want to, anyway? The next wave splashing up over his legs makes Cloud shiver and pulls him away from the sideways little stare he'd been aiming at Yuffie, frowning faintly.

It's still hot and the sun is still beating down, but sitting in the surf is becoming kind of uncomfortable, so he stands up. He doesn't want to think about where he's gotten sand, now... Gaze dropping down to Yuffie, he shifts on his feet. He has no idea what to do with this...]

... if I had more gil with me, I... might have bought you something, if you wanted. [he finally offers up quietly, then promptly looks away.]