Simulation? Uploaded consciousnesses? That verges on complete nonsense to Cloud, so he keeps it in mind but doesnt question it. Sounds like something that freak Hojo might have done. Maybe he did, if all three of the highest-ranking Firsts were involved. At the very least he thinks maybe the whole Jenova Presence thing connects in a vacuum. The big picture is still a damn mess.
"Then...You were over there. While I fought...Jenova?"
Dragons we have been bonded to catches Cloud's attention. Shit. Maybe he should have gone to the town meeting, given how Sephiroth speaks of it as common knowledge. The blond figured the weird dream with a massive, bronze beast was just that: another of his persistent nightmares or hallucinations.
If there's a hitchhiker in Cloud's mind, he has already subconsciously shoved it back. It's the only way he knows how to filter out all the constant mental noise and reach some semblance of being able to function. "If some dragon picked me, feel kinda bad for em." Is that an amused huff he makes? Cloud's expression slightly lightens for a fleeting instant.
The idea of an entire other consciousness being present admittedly sets the hairs on the back of Cloud's neck standing on end. His unfortunate other experience with such a thing was having Sephiroth-Jenova?- invade him to taunt and string him along his path. That, and the sickening, visceral, pull of a connection to him he couldn't fight...Also Jenova, if this Sephiroth is to be believed. That still makes no sense. His only interactions with that monster were seeing her in a tank, and in combat years later (according to this Sephiroth).
In the end, Sephiroth's desires seem genuine. Even when his paranoia screams that it's impossible, that it's a trick, there's still a monster there, sinking his talons in further and further. But all he sees with his eyes is a quiet, remorseful man taking good care of a hen.
"You..." again, Cloud's expression flickers. His voice is quieter. "Don't sound like you're lying. Which is the craziest thing I think I've said in a while."
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"Then...You were over there. While I fought...Jenova?"
Dragons we have been bonded to catches Cloud's attention. Shit. Maybe he should have gone to the town meeting, given how Sephiroth speaks of it as common knowledge. The blond figured the weird dream with a massive, bronze beast was just that: another of his persistent nightmares or hallucinations.
If there's a hitchhiker in Cloud's mind, he has already subconsciously shoved it back. It's the only way he knows how to filter out all the constant mental noise and reach some semblance of being able to function. "If some dragon picked me, feel kinda bad for em." Is that an amused huff he makes? Cloud's expression slightly lightens for a fleeting instant.
The idea of an entire other consciousness being present admittedly sets the hairs on the back of Cloud's neck standing on end. His unfortunate other experience with such a thing was having Sephiroth-Jenova?- invade him to taunt and string him along his path. That, and the sickening, visceral, pull of a connection to him he couldn't fight...Also Jenova, if this Sephiroth is to be believed. That still makes no sense. His only interactions with that monster were seeing her in a tank, and in combat years later (according to this Sephiroth).
In the end, Sephiroth's desires seem genuine. Even when his paranoia screams that it's impossible, that it's a trick, there's still a monster there, sinking his talons in further and further. But all he sees with his eyes is a quiet, remorseful man taking good care of a hen.
"You..." again, Cloud's expression flickers. His voice is quieter. "Don't sound like you're lying. Which is the craziest thing I think I've said in a while."