[Cloud is sitting on the ground, slumping back against the wall of a building and his eyes are half closed with exhaustion. His swords, one in his hand, and the rest are lying haphazardly around him, dull with blood and dirt and who knows what else. He himself doesn't look much better, with blood in his hair and on his clothes, which are torn in
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Are you hurt?
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I'll deal. [In other words yes, but he doesn't really want anyone to fuss about it.]
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Quietly:] ...Are you alright?
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Me? I'll live. How about you?
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[A pause.] ...I'll live.
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