She watched him struggle with the idea. There was so much - so much - she wished she could have gone back and helped her own Cloud through. So much pain and uncertainty he hadn't needed to go through or at least not gone through alone. She couldn't take everything he was going to have to struggle with away from this younger Cloud. He was Cloud. Whether he believed in himself or not she did, and she knew he would make it through and come out stronger on the other side. She couldn't take on his own fights for him, no matter how much she wanted to. But - she could help. She could always help. A hand up, a word of faith, a smile of encouragement or agreement...

Cloud was Cloud. No matter his age. And she loved his stubborn determination to do things for himself. If he'd let her stand nearby and help him, just a little though...

She stopped walking but she left her arm through his and she turned to meet his eyes with her own.

"Maybe. If its in fresh air instead of an enclosed space. If you're in charge of it instead of along for the ride. It's worth trying. Isn't it?"