[The message is certainly a surprise when it comes in. Cloud had been tight-lipped about the occasion, not wanting any sort of fanfare, even forgetting about the date itself. But to get a greeting? From Sephiroth of all people?]
[Cloud stops himself from writing, not certain how he is supposed to reply to something like that. That hadn't been something that crossed his mind since his arrival. Sure, there were times in his waking hours when he had moments of self-doubt, but him being real?
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What do you want?
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[Don't worry he's not going to just leave it at that.]
If this is a dream, then how do you know youre real?
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[Cloud stops himself from writing, not certain how he is supposed to reply to something like that. That hadn't been something that crossed his mind since his arrival. Sure, there were times in his waking hours when he had moments of self-doubt, but him being real?
I don't know what you're talking about.
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Doesn't matter what you say, Sephiroth. I'm sure this is my dream.
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Little does he know that there was more torment in store for the rest of his birthday. This probably why he doesn't celebrate it.]