There's a sudden pause to her step when she catches the familiar head of black spikes, causing the young woman to drop the bun she'd been eating as it crumbled and broke apart on impact. Eyes go wide, tearing at the corners as she sees the man she had presumed dead. Cloud had told her after his memories had been restored, during their time under the Highwind had given them plenty of time to talk about their past and their possible future. Cloud had said that he'd seen Zack perish, and it had been that fact that allowed Cloud to take up his sword.

She's unsure what to say, uncertain if Zack himself had seen her in the few feet they stood from one another. There's no doubt in her mind that the man she is seeing is Zack, given that her time with him had been quite figuratively burned into her memory. With a soft voice at first, she tries to call out to him, speaking in a manner that might suggest she only now has learned to speak.

"Za.. Zack?"

Her volume grows, taking a few steps towards him to close the distance for him to hear her better.

"Zack? Zack Fair?"