As lost as Zack is in touching him, Cloud is just as lost in being touched. He closes his eyes and tips his head forward to rest against Zack's broad, bare chest.

The question rouses him from it, and it's only then that he notices the state of his shirt. Honestly, though, it's soaking wet just like the rest of his clothes - it's hardly doing him any favors in warming up anyway. He backs off from Zack just enough to pull his shirt off over his head and toss it onto the floor before he steps in close again. This time, he wraps his arms around Zack as he does.

"Yeah. ...better than okay." Just say it. "Uh...Genesis told me you were feeling anxious about something. Something I said."

Well, that's a start.