Zack's hand gently moves, without a word, to the arm that seemed to be plaguing his friend so terribly. And it's lifted with the utmost care, blue eyes trailing down to where he suspected the wound to be, then back into the blonde's own blue-green eyes. They remain locked for but a moment, and then the SOLDIER finally gains the courage to speak.

"This. Cloud, tell me about this."

Because he wants to know. Because he wants his best friend to be right in the head again, and prevent something like the dream, the apocolypse, the pain and the torment. All of it. Whatever it took.