Yuffie made a face at his back, telling herself to remember to start leaving him singing voicemails when he didn't pick up. Her voice left a lot to be desired in the musical department, but she was pretty sure she could injure an eardrum if he didn't pull away too quickly.

"If there's a chocobo at the top of this tower, I'm going to eat my left shore," she declared, absolutely positive there would be no big stupid birds on this trip.

As she started to go on about some childhood story tied to chocobos and tying up a pet dog to one and making it run, she paused. Yuffie had caught sight of the fog, and she could see something was definitely wrong. Infinitely wrong. Wordlessly, she goes into an empty room, pressing her face to the window before turning back to Cloud, absolutely bewildered.

"Since when has the fog been this creepy? Seriously, I thought it was just misty but this is seriously freaky."