Yuffie looked up at Angeal with a little bit of a hopeless expression. She didn’t know that he felt so protective of her and she would most definitely assert that she can take care of herself but she couldn’t help but worry about Cloud; even if it wasn’t her Cloud.

“I know but…” Her thumb nervously glides across her forearm as she spoke, rubbing over the same spot again and again. “He’s always talking about being a hero… he should be here.”

She knew that he would have come, no matter the time frame it was a Cloud thing to do.