He passes the kitchen, and pauses.
There hasn't been much of Leon recently, mostly because he figured Leon was also trying to escape Yuffie's constant presence. But today is a Thursday, and the gunblade hasn't been in its proper place against the bookcase since last week, maybe longer. Cloud isn't sure because time passes too fast and he's learned to stop counting the days like they actually matter.
An early riser, he'd become used to the usual—a coffee and comfortable silence with Leon—until only one mug began to grace the kitchen counter. It's been a while… and all of a sudden, this thought begins to bother him, so he stops drinking and pours the remaining liquid down the drain.
He walks out with no particular destination in mind until Aerith tells him one day (with a smile that is smaller than usual) that Leon has been out trying to save people, again.