Cloud raises an eyebrow. "I'm not exactly sure on how any of this truthfully works."

He stands up from the bed while looking at the Exo. His eyelids are lowered half way as if he's saddened. There's memories within flowers. He's not really sure where it might Cayde.

"I would rather you went for the flower and not the feather." Not an easy decision to pick and Cloud shifts his feet a bit knowing how hard that choice is.