"Hey! It's not my fault these clothes have seen better days," Zack protested good-naturedly. He hadn't had much time to try to find supplies when he and Cloud had been on the run, not between finding safe places to hide and looking after his catatonic friend. He hadn't minded, really. There were worse things than only having one set of clothes, and Cloud hd been a priority. The priority, really. Zack had felt somewhat responsible for getting him into the whole mess in the first place. If he'd convinced Cloud to run instead of fighting Sephiroth, maybe Hojo wouldn't have gotten his hands on the kid.
"I never figured you for a motorcycle guy," he said as he hopped on behind Cloud, teasing gently. "Did you get over the motion sickness finally?"