Shortly after arriving at Costa Del Sol, Tifa had clued him into you not feeling so well. Apparently you’d been under the weather for a few days already, not that Cloud noticed. He would’ve attributed it to the non-stop travelling from city to city and general fatigue from being on the run. That was until you started isolating yourself from the rest of the group, something he’d never see you do before. Part of him was starting to think it was his fault.

Cloud finds you near the docks, your gaze even further away than the horizon. He wordlessly sinks down beside you, his eyes sweeping across the side of your face. “Something happened, didn’t it?” he asks. If the timeline matched up with what Tifa had told him, you started acting strange not long after the two of you spent a night together, which could only mean… “What’s going on, {{user}}?”