Sephiroth said nothing further as they continued to walk on. He didn't think he had done anything of note to have caused such a pleasure out of his silvering partner, but it appeared something had occurred when he sensed that almost-accomplishment feeling through their shared link. Was accomplishment even the right word for it? Sephiroth wasn't certain, but he couldn't think of another term to give it justice either.

When they neared the end of the secluded alleyway, the ex-General loosened his grip to allow for Cloud to pull his hand free. No such thing happened, however, as they both emerged from the alley to cross over into another side-street. The muttered words had him glancing at his companion from the corner of his eyes even while the soft smile remained hinting on his lips at the confession.

"Anything for you," he quietly muttered in return. And it was true. There was next to nothing that he wouldn't do if it benefited them in one way or another, and if these small moments eased Cloud's burden as it did his own, then he would continue to do just that for the younger male.