It's impossible not to, and even if he hadn't known who he was, those mako eyes and his posture would have given it away. Cloud's own are downcast for a while, listening to whatever briefing is being given and still not particularly thrilled about any of this. He thought he might have been done fighting, but... it's a foolish thought when he'd been recruited by someone who'd brought him to space. It leaves a cold chill sliding down his spine, the sensation settling hard in his stomach. For now, he remains unarmed, which makes him feel naked, and he does best to ignore it by leaning against the wall in an almost similar fashion as Angeal. After the talking stops, Cloud pushes away from it and approaches slowly, shifting between the bodies crammed together in the small space.
Something about all of this is wrong. He doesn't know what and can't tell exactly just yet, but he doesn't want to arrest a bunch of people without knowing more info—of which he knows they're not being given everything.
More than that... he isn't sure what he wants to say to him. There's a lot of unspoken guilt that's sitting tight in his throat, but it's not like he can just lay all of that out immediately. Angeal might not even recognize him or know who he is. Best to err on the side of caution. )
So they got you too. ( Well, not that much caution apparently. )
the mission
It's impossible not to, and even if he hadn't known who he was, those mako eyes and his posture would have given it away. Cloud's own are downcast for a while, listening to whatever briefing is being given and still not particularly thrilled about any of this. He thought he might have been done fighting, but... it's a foolish thought when he'd been recruited by someone who'd brought him to space. It leaves a cold chill sliding down his spine, the sensation settling hard in his stomach. For now, he remains unarmed, which makes him feel naked, and he does best to ignore it by leaning against the wall in an almost similar fashion as Angeal. After the talking stops, Cloud pushes away from it and approaches slowly, shifting between the bodies crammed together in the small space.
Something about all of this is wrong. He doesn't know what and can't tell exactly just yet, but he doesn't want to arrest a bunch of people without knowing more info—of which he knows they're not being given everything.
More than that... he isn't sure what he wants to say to him. There's a lot of unspoken guilt that's sitting tight in his throat, but it's not like he can just lay all of that out immediately. Angeal might not even recognize him or know who he is. Best to err on the side of caution. )
So they got you too. ( Well, not that much caution apparently. )