Cloud had his own little bit of trauma from their last major fight. While Ashe's thought for best tactics in this scenario might have been to keep herself versatile, Cloud decided to opt for his new set of heavy armor. Even as he was getting used to moving in it, it was still a bit comforting to having something more than mage robes protecting him.

Mako was safe at home, having not needed much convincing to keep indoors but he still made a fuss over being 'protected', especially by such a 'non-hero' as Cloud was. Cloud smiled a bit as he thought about it. They were still arguing, but they were coming to an understanding and there was some respect between the lines.

His armor clattered as he walked through the plaza, making his presence clear to Ashe as well as anyone else within earshot, "Ashelia, is that you?" he called out, trying to make sure she didn't think he was anyone intending ill will. As he drew closer she'd be able to see that he was looking a bit pale, and he winced each time he moved his left arm. With the gear he was wearing though, it was impossible to tell how his condition was proceeding.