Cloud takes a second to steady himself, and looks to Mithrun with a confused scowl. This is the first time his coworker has said much at all outside of small scraps of things- a request or direction here, a single-word statement there. But now, here he is, stepping away from work to tell him off. Or so he assumes.

"Did you forget I work here? Yes I should. It's my shift."

Exhausted as he is, Cloud Strife can still very well manage to be a sassy pain in the ass.