It's Cloud. His voice rises timidly into the air. He's still having a hard time with his travel sickness.
"Your hometown, right?" Zack asks. The truck wobbles a little, and Cloud takes a moment.
"Yeah. Can't say I'm looking forwards to it. I promised a girl there I'd get into SOLDIER. That worked out well."
A moment passes. "She pretty?"
"I wouldn't know. She was, anyway."
A second or so of awkwardness.
"Well, we'd better work quick. Wouldn't want anything to happen to her."
Sephiroth clears his throat, and a dragon roars.