Well. He can say that when it comes to being a little pain in the ass, at least Cloud is certainly reliable. Angeal lets him go off with a little wave, content to keep working about in the bakery. Or at least do a quick little clean up and be ready for him when he does come back. Themis can watch over Mithrun and get him back home well enough.

As for him? He casually takes his stick in hand and makes a leisurely way out to the outskirts of the city, more towards the grazing areas where ranch animals like to go. This late in the day, however, most of them have learned to wander back to their barns and stables.

There's enough space here, he thinks, turning back to Cloud.

"So, what are the lose conditions, then? Have any in mind?"