Cloud sighed quietly through his nostrils, stepping back for a bit to try and fix his hopeless hair again before he moved forward to catch up with Zack's pace. Really, he ought to get used to that whole hair ruffling thing -- and while it was considerably "bothersome"...Cloud didn't really mind it. Better days they were, when this man was still ruffling his hair. Many were good memories. Truthfully, it made him feel like a kid, again -- and that was groan-worthy.
"What are you telling them?" he asked his friend as he made a vague gesture to the right where the men's apparel section was situated. He wondered how much he could purchase for his friend but fought against the urge to look at his wallet...