"There was a huge meteorite a few thousand years ago that created it, I think," Cloud shrugged, eyeing Terra a bit worriedly at that laughter, wondering if he should just have gone with drawing things out on the table. This way, though, was definitely easier.

Straightening up as it was Terra's turn, Cloud frowned down at the table and the lines being drawn in the dirt.

"It--- What?" Cloud stared, remembering what Lea had said about the meteor that apparently had been responsible for Midgar's destruction, "all of it? Just like that?"

How had anyone survived? Glancing from the redrawn map to Terra and back, Cloud frowned.

"... how did... anyone survive?" He didn't quite dare asking where she lived now. It made him think of Nibelheim again, and the fire, and the fact that it was all gone.