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[sultanofsquat]

[ Cloud can tell that he's changed. One way or another, he's learned and rediscovered things about himself that shaped him into the person he was today. At his core, he still thinks that he's Cloud. The toughness? The focus and determination? The confidence in his abilities? He refused to let go of any of that. They were parts of who he truly wanted to become as he was growing up. Even if his reasons for it have since changed over the years. But that arrogant, coldhearted mercenary who thought he only cared about the next payday? He wasn't that. He still might have a long way to go, and what feels like an entire journey waiting for him with everyone at his side...but from where he stands now, with everything that he knows...

Cloud was going to fight for the Planet. He was going to fight for his friends. He'd protect what matters to him. And open his heart in ways that not many would get to know. This side of him was reserved exclusively for his little white heron princess, so comfortable in his arms now as she softly laughs and whispers how she loves him. Three words. He said those words to her on his birthday, another fateful night he won't soon forget. And it's like he's hearing them for the first time all over again from her. She sounds so precious when she says it. He almost wants to tell her to say it again.

Even if she didn't, she's given him something else. Two minutes. Leaving his hand over hers, his other drifts away momentarily, reaching into his pocket for his phone. ]

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