Squall snapped out of his thoughts when he felt Cloud's hand touch his shoulder. He tensed up until he realized it was the blond man he had just been talking to and he slowly started to relax again.

"Ice? Oh that," he sounded so casual as he mentioned it. It was a little embarrassing to bring up that his emotions seem to trigger weather patterns from ice and snow to storms, even his more positive ones.

"It's...nothing, don't worry about it."