That computer made it all but obvious that the boy standing by it was truly Ansem. That would be dealt with later. Right now, there were better things to worry about, like escaping the fortress.

While everyone else was wrapped up in reunions and general chaos, the blue-haired man came to Cloud's side and offered his shoulder to lean on. This was obviously not the man's idea of fun, nor was it Cloud's. "Thanks," he said succinctly, deciding not to mention this ever again. He took the offered shoulder quickly. He wasn't about to refuse the help, not when he needed it so badly.