"The last three years ... I've only seen you three times." Cloud kept his gaze focused on the ground, not wanting Zack to see how much it had hurt to lose him. None of this was fair. Zack was the best man he'd ever met, far better than Cloud. Zack should have been the one to make it to Midgar, to defeat Sephiroth, to build a life. Of course Cloud was grateful for everything Zack had done to put him in that position, but to give his life for Zack would have been a small price to pay. "Shinra won. Back on that cliff. You ... you didn't make it to Midgar, Zack. You gave me the Buster Sword and you ... " You died, he finished, leaving the words unspoken.