A confused little noise escapes Cloud's throat when he sees that knowing look; what is she talking about? When she looks away, he drops his own gaze to the bartop, only sneaking a look at her again after she's turned her eyes to the floor. He can feel the awkwardness, here, but he's not sure what caused it. So he's just sort of...aimlessly self-conscious. Cool. His favorite.

And then she returns to the original topic and, well, at least Cloud's self-consciousness will definitely have a clear origin in a minute?

"Hm. ...yeah, actually. I'm good." His tone is thoughtful. He hasn't really thought much about it, but overall, he's...relatively happy here. Huh. "The others...Aerith's good. Barret's not here." He'll have to tell her about the rest of them, too, but...basics out of the way, first, because that's complicated shit. "And 'far from home' is putting it lightly. All we know is this is a simulation we're in. We were all uploaded to it as data. They claim it's to observe our behavior so they can rebuild our worlds without so much conflict, but there's a lot that's fishy about it."