Cloud carefully takes the little pale birth control pill from the small bottle as he has her arms bound behind her back in the chair. The worst thing to happen would be for her to become pregnant while in the middle of using her to assist him in anything important during his diligent search to find a way back to his own world, or using her to do his payment after controlling someone else by thinking about it.

Part of him still pities her as he's able to feel a slight sense of guilt.