Reno let Cloud go and pocketed his hands, keeping a wary eye on... well, both of them. Not that he really expected much to happen at this point. The world hadn't collapsed yet. And Cloud -- both of them -- was generally open-minded. Even when there was no way he would rejoin Shinra, Cloud still showed up when Reno called. So if anyone was going to listen to this to the end, withholding immediate judgment, it would be Cloud.
And even after he undoubtedly heard all the horrible things about Shinra, young Cloud still kept Reno around. Maybe Cloud had always been like that. It gave Reno confidence that, if anyone could support Sephiroth, he was in good hands with Cloud.
Hearing about the shadow, the weight of others' expectations and memories, the "hate" that Cloud felt toward his future self made Reno look away. He'd been guilty of that, too. Not that Cloud remembered all of it (thankfully)... There had been memories he'd had of a Cloud on Atia that no one else had, and no one else would ever have -- and it wasn't fair to subject the blonde youth to them. He frowned, watching the stone bump and roll and finally disappear.
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And even after he undoubtedly heard all the horrible things about Shinra, young Cloud still kept Reno around. Maybe Cloud had always been like that. It gave Reno confidence that, if anyone could support Sephiroth, he was in good hands with Cloud.
Hearing about the shadow, the weight of others' expectations and memories, the "hate" that Cloud felt toward his future self made Reno look away. He'd been guilty of that, too. Not that Cloud remembered all of it (thankfully)... There had been memories he'd had of a Cloud on Atia that no one else had, and no one else would ever have -- and it wasn't fair to subject the blonde youth to them. He frowned, watching the stone bump and roll and finally disappear.