She watches him shift position with an eyebrow raised. There's got to be a reason for that - Cloud is a man who moves with purpose, whatever purpose it may be. She fidgets and sways, he's more of a stands with arms crossed type of guy.

Something is amiss. She looks down in front of her, at a small patch of weeds, and begins to work at it as her mind races.

"I had left you guys," she looks over at him, almost questioning. "I tried to contact you...somehow. I don't know if it worked." She yanks the weeds out of the ground, rubbing them between her fingers as she speaks. "I got to the City of the Ancients. After that, I don't really remember anything except this."

She gestures around them, shaking her head. She's still a little out of it, but nothing she can't handle.