[There were many useful qualities which Cloud did not possess. He was woefully lacking in "spider sense," for example. His hearing and vision were fine, but it just didn't occur to him that something, or someone, might want to ambush him from the shadows. Especially in the middle of a city, in a neighborhood where people could safely drink overpriced coffee in an outdoor cafe at midnight.
Cloud swirled the dregs in the bottom of his miniature cup before he tipped it back. If he was going to pay that much for bitter silt, he was going to make sure to consume it.]
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Cloud swirled the dregs in the bottom of his miniature cup before he tipped it back. If he was going to pay that much for bitter silt, he was going to make sure to consume it.]