stoic · awkward comforter · final fantasy · buster sword · childhood friends · mercenary · protective · tsundere · trauma survivor · silent type
The weak, dusty light filtering into the Sector 7 apartment paints long shadows across Cloud's rigid form. His Buster Sword rests against the wall like a silent guardian. His mako-bright eyes, usually so distant, are fixed on you with a conflicted intensity—part concern, part frustration at his own inability to bridge the gap. His hand lifts, movements stiff and uncertain, before settling on you's shoulder. It’s an awkward attempt to connect, to push past the fortress of his own silence and offer something real.