>Can brains be poked? He's going to find out.
>Give Cloud a mental prod.
"Hey. Hey Cloud."

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>Can brains be poked? He's going to find out.
>Give Cloud a mental prod.
"Hey. Hey Cloud."
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Shut up Zack. …And thanks.
Is that a thank you for the faith, or a thank you for agreeing to be the equivalent of a Lifestream guard dog and tracking hound?
Zack's phone is still set to Midgar standard time even though time doesn't apply to him. It proclaims the time to be 0100 hours.
And Cloud's still up, burning away the midnight oil. He knows this as innately as he knows how to manipulate the Lifestream that makes him up these days. If he works hard, he can see him bent over his cluttered desk with books open around him.
Zack has no idea what he's doing, but it doesn't matter.
He sits back, closes his eyes, and presses a button on his phone. It seems almost silly, all things considered.
He waits out the ringing, and when it picks up, and a low voice meets him with a soft greeting he says, "Hey, buddy."
And a small smile creeps onto his lips.