Cloud shrugs, yet again. "Well, I was made out of Lifestream and I have no idea. It doesn't surprise me that you don't understand it."

He rests his hand against the back of head. "I wonder if everybody is a sacred life in Lifestream language. I've seen a few bits of writing that the Ancients left behind, but I've never heard anyone speak it. I don't even know what it sounds like. Or even if I could hear it at all. When we were at the Temple of the Ancients, Aerith could hear the voices but no one else could."