“I always loved the colours, still do. I remember you and the guys always went hunting for trouble, to see if you could find the fireworks and set them off early.” Cloud simply nodded. She continued to prattle on and he stopped listening. It was not that he didn’t like to hear her talk. He just was in no mood for it, and he couldn’t bring himself to care. He just wanted what he wanted and was tired of giving for one day. He thought about asking her to quiet down for once before the show started and put a stop to such thoughts.