"Now pull the weight of the sword with your legs, not your back." says Cloud teaching a roomful of prospective swordsmen. Cloud, sporting a buzz cut and attired in a white tank top with dark blue pants, teaches his students with his Hardedge Sword. As he continues with his lesson, Elmyra walks in the building and stands at the doorway. Cloud glances over and sees her. As he stares at her, the memories of the past hit him like a speeding train. He then ends his class early. "Ummm, I'm sorry class uhhh..,something came up. The lesson will resume tomorrow at the same time .I'm sorry" Cloud them bows to the class and then immediately walks over to Elmyra.

He pauses, standing two feet away from her, thinking this is a dream. "H-Hi" stutters Cloud. Elmyra, still mesmerized seeing Cloud as a older man, says "Hello Cloud" They embrace tenderly as though they are close family members, when in reality they knew each other for a brief period of time. They slowly let go of each other after a long hug.

"You've grown up," says Elmyra, "Oh my gosh, You cut your spiky hair."

"I had to after a while, got tired of the jokes. So...where have you been all this time?"

"Well, I have been in Kalm since Sector 7 was destroyed in Midgar. During the destruction, I was struck by pieces of debris and had to be hospitalized for awhile. I so wanted to see you all again but I couldn't. When I recuperated after long while, I tried to locate you, but they say you went into seclusion"

"I wanted to tell you what happened but..."

"It is ok Cloud, it's fine. She would have died in one way or another, in Shin Ra's hands or with you trying to save the world. I'm glad she was with you doing what was right."

They each paused and stared during their exchange of words.

"Umm...Would you like to get something to eat? There's a Wutain carry out next door to here, If you like." suggests Cloud.

"Sure, sure! I'd love too. I think we have many things to talk about"

"I think we do."