Too much... this was all too much. Zack slowly looked up, seeing her standing there with her back away from him, shoulders shaking. What was he doing? Fine, he was dead, whatever. It sucked, but how could he be upset about it when he hadn't even known until a moment ago? He couldn't remember dying, he couldn't remember being separated from Cloud, any of that. All he remembered was how intensely he wanted to return to Midgar.

To her.

And now he had her back... so how could he be so selfish as to think only of himself?

Steeling himself, he stood once more, stepping tentatively closer, and wrapped his arms around her shoulders from behind, careful not to press too much against the wings. To hell with worrying about death - they were alive here, and he couldn't waste this chance. Not when she was upset and needed him.

... At least he hoped she needed him.

"I'm sorry," he repeated gently, closing his eyes. "I didn't mean to be stupid about this. I'm... so happy to see you again... it's been so long, and I..."

I missed you more than anything in the world.