"You shouldn't have come after me," Cloud says, the first thing he says once he's got enough of the Mako out of his system to be capable of speech. "Wasn't worth the risk to Sephiroth - hey!"

"So much for being gentle with the invalid," Sephiroth mutters for the next bed over, Zack muffling a cackle in the chair beside him.

Aerith ignores them both, straddling Cloud's waist and clasping his face in both her hands. "Listen, you," she scolds. "I've never chosen between any of my boys and I refuse to start now. You are worth it, and so is Sephiroth, and so is Zack - got it?"

"...yeah. I got it."