"I'm not concerned."

Cloud's eyebrows lift up a little before settling back. He acts as if he might let go but he doesn't. "Do you see any tables? I have a desk with one chair and a bed. It's pretty clear that arm wrestling will get us no where. A very good idle thought, Cayde. Are you in a rush to leave?"

He lets go after that. "There's probably a few more items you didn't touch, right? I don't recall you touching the flower."