As said by Tifa's OC husband about a sick Cloud:
“He looks smaller than I expected,” he said eventually, helplessly. What else to say in the face of such a figure, not only the saviour of the Planet but his wife’s former love? Vincent didn’t envy him, and caught Cid, who was standing behind Richard with a drink in one hand, sending him a look that told him he wasn’t the only one feeling sorry for the bartender. “I keep expecting to see a huge sword lying about somewhere.” The laugh which followed was strained, and Vincent caught a slight gleam of panic in the man’s eyes.
“Nah, Ultima Weapon‘s on the Highwind. Fucking piece o’ metal’s so big it needs its own room.” Cid rolled his eyes. “He’d better be bloody well happy we brought it with us, when he wakes up.”
Gotta love Cid!
“He looks smaller than I expected,” he said eventually, helplessly. What else to say in the face of such a figure, not only the saviour of the Planet but his wife’s former love? Vincent didn’t envy him, and caught Cid, who was standing behind Richard with a drink in one hand, sending him a look that told him he wasn’t the only one feeling sorry for the bartender. “I keep expecting to see a huge sword lying about somewhere.” The laugh which followed was strained, and Vincent caught a slight gleam of panic in the man’s eyes.
“Nah, Ultima Weapon‘s on the Highwind. Fucking piece o’ metal’s so big it needs its own room.” Cid rolled his eyes. “He’d better be bloody well happy we brought it with us, when he wakes up.”
Gotta love Cid!
