Luckily he'd had Zack at least for a little while while in Midgar, but of course not from the start... and not for long in general. But either way he did sort of need someone to believe in him for him.

Thinking it over, gaze dropping away from Tifa's, Cloud nodded slowly after a few moments. A constant flow of fresh air might actually help. And it'd always been easier if he was facing the road straight on, something which, of course, usually hadn't been possible while he was a passenger in anything after he left Nibelheim.

"... I like that idea," he said quietly, nodding as he looked up with a wry little smile on his face, "I'd be willing to risk motion sickness for that." For a bike in general, but particularly for something like what she'd described his older self rode.

Then Cloud frowned, realising she'd understood immediately what he'd reacted to and why he'd done so, to prompt this turn in the conversation, and as far as he knew, Tifa didn't actually know about it. So when had she..?

"... How did you find out I have motion sickness?" Cloud sincerely hoped it hadn't been in an awkward or embarrassing way, for the sake of his older self if nothing else. But how else would you find out something like that, anyway?