"Hey, I'll have you know my jokes are great!" Zack has his boots kicked off, and is trying to peel his trousers from his legs when he catches Cloud in his peripheral vision. It's not hard to miss the fact Cloud's really not feeling this weather despite his namesake.

Kicking off the rest of the sopping fabric, Zack turns towards him in only his (soaked) boxers. There's really not much left to the imagination there. Zack doesn't even appear to consider it as he offers open arms to the little blond.

"This weather is a real downer, huh?"