[ Listening to her, a lot of things suddenly make a lot more sense. Her behavior. Extremism with that behavior. What she thinks of herself as well as why she might cling to people that aren't afraid of her. Or just surprised that there are people who aren't afraid of her.

Cloud can't say that he understands everything that she has been through. A thousand years. But what he can see is that there is someone standing in front of him that is still hurt by all of that. Someone that's looking for a friend. And that's what it all is about, huh?

So he reaches out. Runs a hand through her hair. ]

Victors or those in power. [ Because Shinra has done so much cover up... ] Though I'm not sure what they're all so afraid of. You seem pretty normal to me.

[ That's when he goes right back to ruffling that pink fuzzy head. There's not a lot of soothing words that Cloud can give. He's not that sort of person. But what he can give is pretty much his support. His friendship - and it doesn't matter what Nimona is.

Because she's just. Herself. ]

How about this. If we get what we need, I'll let you go nuts.