Cloud smiled as he watched the whole crowd around Ira. There was a small pang of sadness in his own heart at all this. He wished he had as many people from his own world here. Tifa and Zack flashed before his mind, wondering and hoping they were okay. Would his Shadow have something to say about them?

Vanitas' words pulled him back, the frown at the hope for a fight masking the frown that was starting to form on its own. "When it comes to the Calamity, the fewer fights we can get in, the better. Especially now. We don't need to be losing any more friends than we already have."

Looking back to Ira he pushed backed to a smile, "We should probably take the celebration somewhere else. This is no place for it."