"It's not by choice," Cloud said with a little grimace, shaking his head, "it'd need to be really short... or I'll have to use hair clips..."

He shrugged, but there was a faint blush on his cheeks as he said it. He'd cut his hair before he came to Midgar, getting rid of the longer hair he'd had until then... Cutting his hair so short the spikes wouldn't be obvious had never been something Cloud had tried more than once.

(One word: mullet.)

Shifting on his seat and uncertain what to say next, Cloud's gaze fell back on the huge plush dog on the table between them, and he smiled a little.

"... have any spot to put it?" It was... large, after all and would take up space.