Cloud just frowns at Zechs' explanation. Not exactly encouraging. But for now, at least, there's no one who needs fighting as far as he knows. ...except Sephiroth, if he steps out of line. If that happens, Cloud will definitely need to figure out where to get a weapon.

Cloud ducks inside and sighs. It's quieter, there's no cold water falling on him anymore, it has an actual roof - more than good enough. "Thanks." He pulls off his gloves and starts wringing out his hair.