Jerk. Such a jerk. It's been how long since they'd seen one another and you would laugh at him, Zack?? What kind of friend are you!

Cloud nods a bit. He won't hold it against anyone; at least, he'd try not to.

A muffled sound of protest escapes him when that hand ends up in his hair and he half-heartedly attempts to lean away from the assault but he doesn't want to move too far. He's quite content with this hug, thank you very much.

"As okay as I can be," he admits softly with a matching shrugging, finally pulling back after a moment. "Getting better." He was a wreck the other day, Zack. You have no idea.