While Cloud started to practically stuff his face with soup he has two thoughts, one - it was a good thing that it had cooled on the trip over and two - that he definitely had to keep feeding the kid while he was sick.

"Thanks. You got a little something..." Zack just grabbed a napkin to clean it up himself. Something he doesn't quite think about until after he's done. When he does, he threw the napkin at Cloud like that will make it better or maybe prevent the other male from questioning it. "Yeah, it's my mom's recipe. She taught it to me before I left for Midgar." Nothing like a homemade soup to warm the soul.