From what he remembers of Cloud's ordeal, he, too, has been through much in the way of altered memories. It is difficult to pull from the mire of his thoughts, but Elidibus manages to drag the knowledge from the thickest of the muck. The most unfortunate of similarities between the two of them, this.

"...and when it is returned, one cannot shake the fear that it shall slip away once more." The beating heart of his fear, whispered only so that Cloud may hear. He sighs. His hands press palm-down to the counter. This brittle feeling is one he does not enjoy, knowing how his strength is needed. But perhaps... something may come of it, this time.

"It appears we have much in common."