Video game inventories are the tits, don't ask how many giant fuckoff swords Cloud was carting around at any given time.

Cloud is no stranger to cheerful girls, so he takes Ami's greeting in stride, giving her a nod and a "hey" in greeting. He has about half a million questions, but seeing as she's obviously in the middle of something, maybe now isn't the best time for that. Might be a good opportunity to start getting in good with the locals, though, so he nods towards the basket she's set down.

"Need a hand with that?"