[ As for Cloud, he has to exercise some meditating. There's no point in trying his phone (reception's probably awful at his size...), and he wants to draw as little attention to them as possible. So on Cloud's end of things, he's relatively still. Almost too still. And though he's closed his eyes, he wasn't resting them by any stretch of the means. All too aware of his surroundings. Always ready. Such as, ]
[ "We're almost home." ]
[ OHTHANKGOD. ]
Feels even longer...
[ But now? It's time that he gets out. But he has an idea instead of trying to wriggle his way out. He'll get back on her shoulder and stay there this time! But as he looks up at her from the great valley, ]
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[ "We're almost home." ]
[ OHTHANKGOD. ]
Feels even longer...
[ But now? It's time that he gets out. But he has an idea instead of trying to wriggle his way out. He'll get back on her shoulder and stay there this time! But as he looks up at her from the great valley, ]
Gimme a finger so you can pull me up.