"Not entirely unusual for me," Cloud replied with a shrug. "You get used to meeting people in less than usual circumstances when you're fighting for your life a lot."

Though without Sephiroth around, he's not entirely sure how to be normal anymore. He can be quiet, though. And observe. But he really wishes he had his sword. It was a comfortable weight after all these years. He felt naked without it.

He's not very good at keeping conversation and after awhile, he fumbled a bit. "So... how long have you been here?"