With a sigh, Cloud stops walking but doesn't make another move to face Hermes when he hears them trying to catch up. A part of him feels sorry that they didn't seem to know what they were doing. Or they had to do, considering everything.

"It's the same for me. The work I did wasn't normal either," he says, crossing his arms over his chest. Getting into Midgar without many prospects meant he had to somehow make a name for himself, especially as a mercenary. The one edge he has in this situation is that he could start things off like he had back then—picking up small jobs that no one else wanted to do. Not that he'll be able to get much in terms of actual money in Solvunn. But he doesn't voice that.

"But that's what makes it easier for me. Took any kind of job I could for a while."