[Zack definitely doesn't answer coherently. He's in bed (which bed? a bed. one of them. roll the dice) curled up against the headboard with his face buried. Whatever response he offers is muffled, hiding but (unfortunately) still compelled to honesty.
The cause may not be immediately apparent, but a cursory glance will give Cloud a little more information: his relic's been thrown against the wall and lays next to the doorway, its screen cracked, but easily accessed to the conversation he'd abandoned. He did in fact smash it after all.]
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The cause may not be immediately apparent, but a cursory glance will give Cloud a little more information: his relic's been thrown against the wall and lays next to the doorway, its screen cracked, but easily accessed to the conversation he'd abandoned. He did in fact smash it after all.]