"It's more like a staff, but..." Nodding in confirmation, Cloud frowned at the thought. He knew why (more or less) Zack needed it, but that didn't make anything better. But nothing to do about it. Pushing that thought away, Cloud snorted.

"Maybe you'll do it accidentally," he said, shaking his head. He'd have liked to be more prepared and know what he was walking into when he'd come upon what he knew now was Seventh Heaven, but if he had he'd not have gone in at all, so maybe it was just as well he hadn't. "That's how I met... um, the Cloud who belongs here."

He still couldn't figure out a graceful way of talking about his older self with other people...