@gestusekaii cloud continued from x
“ask somebody who cares,” cloud dismisses the plea for help coldly, not wanting to be bothered with helping for free. he may be an ex-soldier, but he doesn't do that kind of thing for free. still... there was something about this girl that made him feel strange. it's an odd sensation he can't put a pin in, but he can't — and refuses to be — bothered with what it is. he needs to get away before he's caught up in some mess he can't get out of as usual, least without swinging his sword and having a hefty payment at the end. “there's other people around you should ask.”
Vartouhi's jaw dropped slightly, shocked over his rude response. She shouldn't be surprised... Blonde spiky hair, mako eyes, gigantic sword? People had been talking about him, the merc with a prickly personality but one who got the job done. She hadn't come ill-prepared. There was a wallet of money on her person, ready to be offered up in exchange for his services. Her lips came back together to pull into a stubborn frown. "It was my understanding that you would care about the gil I have to give you. If you can do the job, of course."