Re: Claire & Cloud
"How do your pilots feel about that?" Cloud asked, his faint smile threatening to turn into a smirk as he imagined what Cid would have to say to anyone who claimed his flight into space had been faked. Copius swearing and a spray of burning cigarette embers came to mind.
The smile softened at Claire's warm assurances, and Cloud ducked his head to hide it. "No, it's not so bad. There's a good community here, and some good ways to pass the time."