Huh. The girl has some spunk, it seems. "...Trusted sources," Cloud says, the flat and unimpressed tone easily showing how much stock he puts in them from word alone. The blond is stubborn to a fault.

Now, what she says next does give him some pause. Lived somewhere where they were real, huh. It does seem everyone here is from just about anywhere or anywhen. This at the very least serves to slow Cloud's roll. A little.

"What, so they just turn people in to plants where you come from?"