"I-I don't know." Zack said with a sigh, really he would rather Cloud be talking, not matter what about, even if he got upset at him for something, it would be better than being left in the quiet with only the knowledge that he was going to die, sooner than he would have wanted. "Anything? Everything? Stuff that you wanted to tell me but never got a chance to, then."

Zack knew he was grasping at straws, but it seemed better than the alternative. He didn't even know if he ever got a chance to be the hero he wanted to become. Was he going to die soon after he got back? Or would it be years down the road? Sometimes even he forgot that he was only sixteen, but times like now brought that fact back to him hard.