Oh no. Oh no no no. Zack knew that look. There was no way that anyone deserved to have that amount of guilt on their shoulders. Forget everything that was going on here. Different Planets. Different, but familiar people. Forget all of that. It had nothing to do with this. His hands were immediately on Cloud, just shaking him a little.

"Hey," he said, then a little stronger. "Hey. It wasn't your fault, got that? You've got no reason to carry that on your own. Is the me you know still alive? Is that girl, Tifa? You saved people Cloud. That's nothing to feel bad about, all right?"

If anything, the kid should feel proud. Making the right choice was tough. It wasn't a choice that he, or Zack in the end, should have had to make. Yet they did and because they did, others were able to carry on. That was what was important here.