Break
"How do you think you would have died?"
Cloud leaned back against the rocks and shook out his hair, spraying me and Reno with water. He was careful not to get near Vincent, though.
Cloud and I were swimming. Well, at the moment just Cloud was swimming; I'd climbed out of the lake to bask in the sun and was sitting near Reno with my eyes closed, drinking in the sunlight. Further back from the water, Vincent was resting against the wall. He's never unequipped the Underwater materia since Reno brought it back for him, but he's never gone into the water of the lake either. Hell, he's paranoid about showering, since we shower in the waterfall.
What? It works.
Reno was the first one to answer Cloud. Reno's calmed a down a lot in the last few (hundred?) years, but he's still Reno. "I kinda figured someone wouldv'e shot me a long, long time ago."
Vincent made a muffled noise that might have been a laugh. Where Reno has grown more thoughtful, Vincent has grown more bold, as if they're trying to balance each other out. "I had thought the same."
I tilted my head and watched the light sparkling off the water droplets Cloud's hands sent into the air as he treaded water. We had lived so long that little things like the tiny rainbows I could see if I moved my head just so were fascinating. "A hero's death." Reno turned to look at me. "Y'know, a hero's death. Killed in glorious battle and all that. You don't honestly think I'd ever have made it to old age under normal circumstances?" There was that muffled laugh from Vincent again. "Hey, shut up over there. You're oldest."
Cloud laughed. "So I'm the only one who thinks he'd have died peacefully in his sleep?"
"Looks like it," Reno said wryly. "The rest of us are realistic."
