Well, there was only so much waiting and observing Cloud could stand. Nothing happened. The only movement was in the line as people filed in.

Besides... this outer world didn't hold much interest or anything useful. Apparently what was useful was inside the domes. And people were in there. He isn't going to come to me. I have to go to Him.

Ignoring the pain, Cloud shook his head and readied himself. He stretched some, and made sure his sword was secured and, well, hidden as best as it could be beneath his cloak. He also lowered his wing, hiding it as well because it would also attract much undue attention.

Now to inspect the line. From getting a better look at the people waiting, he could better grasp what their intentions were inside the domes. Cloud walked towards the line, eyeing everyone carefully. His attention was drawn to a slight scuffle out of the line. It was broken up before he got close, but one man, a bookish sort, remained looking at the line.

Cloud looked him over in passing. He doesn't look like most of the people in the line. Wonder why. He didn't watch him too long, and he walked past the man to see just how long the line stretched.