[ Raihan is exploring the underground mall with Duraludon when the memory hits him, and he has to do everything in his power not to keel over in laughter. honestly, it's more embarrassing for Cloud than anything... not that the guy doesn't have moves, but it sure doesn't fit that stoic mercenary image that Raihan is familiar with. and it was on such a grand stage, too! maybe they have a little more in common than he initially thought. whatever the Honeybee Inn is, it looks like a real hoot.

he's not 100% certain who the memory belongs to, but he thinks he recognizes the voice that was cheering Cloud on... there's only one way to find out, and that's by asking her directly. ]

Trust me, you're not sounding crazy at all.

[ he definitely looks like he's holding in a giggle or two. it might seem a little odd considering the somber nature of things lately, but that must mean it's for a good reason. the memory he has in mind if confusing to say the least, but he wants nothing more than to know its context. ]

I've got all the time in the world. C'mon, we can grab a bite and talk - I saw a cafeteria down that hallway.

[ he grabs a bottle of water and the foreign-looking packaged bread with what looks like noodles in it, ushering Aerith to sit with him. all things considered, this is a pretty nice little area... aside from the lack of sunlight, anyhow. Duraludon seems comfortable, and is keeping his sweet tooth busy with some hard candy. ]

You first. Hopefully it's not something I have to apologize for...