He can't help it, he's just got one of those resting bitch faces. And a giant sword.

She's looking a little awkward averting her gaze like that, so Cloud's just going to make this a little easier and look over the side of the railing at the party below.

"Generosity, right," he says, sounding just a bit skeptical. He can't imagine these robots or whoever runs this place is doing all this out of the goodness of their hearts, there has to be some kind of ulterior motive. Unfortunately, he hasn't been here nearly long enough to even begin to piece together what that might be.

"Looks like they dressed everyone up," except for him, anyway. He wasn't even a little bit interested. "Any idea what this party's actually for?"