There was a lot to be said for seeing the stars. Zack had gotten a bit used to it, in the year that he'd spent hauling Cloud back toward Midgar. He'd loved it, seeing the stars like he could as a child again.

Being here was like being in Gongaga actually. A bit like being home, where things were so open, the sky limitless.

Then he heard a voice calling out, with his name too. That made him grin, and he turned toward it, looking for the source.

"Someone call me?"