It probably wouldn't hurt Zack so much, if he knew how much he enjoyed doing this and everything that was entailed to the ex-SOLDIER title, even if was all for the wrong reasons... But since he had no way to know what the other was thinking, he wasn't going to be able to tell him.
The blond tilted his head at the request, but it didn't take him long to get what Zack wanted to do. As he grips the handle of the weapon, he notices the fluency of the taller man's motions with his sword (his sword...?) and he takes in all that information without really realizing it. What he does realize is that it is indeed the same sword. Would it be better if he feigned dementia and simply assumed that, at some point, there were two blades forged the same for two First Class SOLDIERs?
Better for who? Goddamn you, Reno. Why was he letting the redhead's words affecting him so much?
Cloud was getting tired of wondering the whys, though, and he simply stares at the sword for the moment, trying to shove any other annoying thoughts that would only make his head hurt. He didn't need another headache.
There was, however, something that had always helped him to get his mind off things. Cloud spreads his legs a little, bending his knees in the process and carries his own sword to his middle section, just as he had done at the beginning of his earlier training.
"What else are you willing to show me?" How far could this go? How far was Zack going to let him go for a bit of inner peace?
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The blond tilted his head at the request, but it didn't take him long to get what Zack wanted to do. As he grips the handle of the weapon, he notices the fluency of the taller man's motions with his sword (his sword...?) and he takes in all that information without really realizing it. What he does realize is that it is indeed the same sword. Would it be better if he feigned dementia and simply assumed that, at some point, there were two blades forged the same for two First Class SOLDIERs?
Better for who? Goddamn you, Reno. Why was he letting the redhead's words affecting him so much?
Cloud was getting tired of wondering the whys, though, and he simply stares at the sword for the moment, trying to shove any other annoying thoughts that would only make his head hurt. He didn't need another headache.
There was, however, something that had always helped him to get his mind off things. Cloud spreads his legs a little, bending his knees in the process and carries his own sword to his middle section, just as he had done at the beginning of his earlier training.
"What else are you willing to show me?" How far could this go? How far was Zack going to let him go for a bit of inner peace?