Keep throwing stones, Angeal. Surely they won't come back to bite you someday.

Cloud has to admit, the thought of watching a blacksmith work is interesting, if not just for the end product. Not possible here right now though. But then, Angeal mentions the proof he can show and blond brows raise.

"Your husband?"

He... Does he mean Sephiroth? They did just kiss. It's why Cloud had to haul ass to the woods in the first place. No way he was sticking around with his own thoughts about that.