[oh good, we've kind of entered the "cloud's brain is boiling soup" phase. but she nods anyway, slowly sinking onto the bed next to him but not quite touching him. just hovering...the baby chocobo runs across the room, hopping around their feet before aerith pulls it up to nest on one of their pillows.]

Of course we are. We're going to get back to Yuffie, and then we'll go home. The others will be waiting, and we'll go back to what we were working toward. [...] Do you...

[hm. no. what if she doesn't give him an option actually.]

Where did you go, Cloud? [gentle but prompting.]