[He continues, and up, up, up the stairs they go, leading to the higher floors. Sephiroth keeps idle count of how many they’ve taken. It’s no Shinra building, at least.]
...Even in my time, SOLDIER had begun to bleed members. Maybe they’ve had enough of what Shinra represents, too, or maybe the toll it would take on their body had shaken their resolve.
[This is the floor, and the door they’re looking for is just down the way.]
Even after leaving, they’ll spend a life under quiet Shinra surveillance. But you know that. [Though Sephiroth is not certain they would get away with such a thing for him.] What you’re saying doesn’t surprise me, then; falling back on machines is less work for more immediate results. The kind that never question orders or have a shift in their moral compass.
Are you trying to sell me on leaving, Cloud? You should know it’s redundant at this point.
[Soon enough, they're at the right elevation. Regardless, Cloud lingers by the stairwell, just long enough to respond. It's redundant, yeah. He knows that as well as Sephiroth does, but he simply shrugs.]
Yeah, I get it. You're leaving anyway. It's still important you know what's going on, right? Probably save you some hassle if you thought about hiding out in either of those places.
[And.]
All yours. [Return of said escape artist cat, of course.] It's not like I'm the great hero.
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[He continues, and up, up, up the stairs they go, leading to the higher floors. Sephiroth keeps idle count of how many they’ve taken. It’s no Shinra building, at least.]
...Even in my time, SOLDIER had begun to bleed members. Maybe they’ve had enough of what Shinra represents, too, or maybe the toll it would take on their body had shaken their resolve.
[This is the floor, and the door they’re looking for is just down the way.]
Even after leaving, they’ll spend a life under quiet Shinra surveillance. But you know that. [Though Sephiroth is not certain they would get away with such a thing for him.] What you’re saying doesn’t surprise me, then; falling back on machines is less work for more immediate results. The kind that never question orders or have a shift in their moral compass.
Are you trying to sell me on leaving, Cloud? You should know it’s redundant at this point.
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[Soon enough, they're at the right elevation. Regardless, Cloud lingers by the stairwell, just long enough to respond. It's redundant, yeah. He knows that as well as Sephiroth does, but he simply shrugs.]
Yeah, I get it. You're leaving anyway. It's still important you know what's going on, right? Probably save you some hassle if you thought about hiding out in either of those places.
[And.]
All yours. [Return of said escape artist cat, of course.] It's not like I'm the great hero.