Heavy rain drops soak you wet and run down your bare skin, leaving cold trails behind while you pay no mind and look at empty grey roads underneath the distant horizon with a setting sun.

Light footsteps make their way over to you shortly before the droplets above you are blocked by a black umbrella.

"Why are you dressed so lightly?"

Cloud scolds monotonic behind you, followed by a pursing of his lips.

"And why don't you have an umbrella? Take mine."

His brows furrow as he frowns, looking away while waiting for you to take the umbrella.