Zack leans on the rail of the cargo ship, watching the wild ocean toss in the sunlight.
They've sure come a long way. Out here in the middle of nowhere, he can feel the miles spool out behind him. Out here, with glittering blue water beneath them and shining blue sky above, he can imagine that nothing exists except for their tiny bubble of life. It feels good. Safe where nobody can reach them, Zack feels freer than he ever has in his life. No attachments. No obligations. Just him and Cloud and a world made of gleaming blue horizon.