Not sure yet. I don't even know what kind of use I'll be outside of being a moving target.

[She lets out a brief sigh, tipping forward on the very points of her feet before rocking back again onto her heels.]

Yup. Same old Cloud. You're always going off on your own, or keeping to yourself. You might be older, but you're still the solitary sort.

[She finally sits down next to him, pulling her legs in close so that her arms hug them against her chest.]

Going home sounds like a long shot, but there's only one way to find out. You think we've got a good chance of coming out of this?