Cloud narrowed his eyes as he walked through the rain, his boots splashing in the shallow puddles in the alley. His Buster Sword was clasped onto his back, weighing him down, but he didn't show it. He walked with a slow stride, his lower face hidden beneath his dark cloak. The streets were busy at this hour, and Cloud normally didn't like coming out at this time. It was too crowded, too many people. He hated that. But he made a promise, and despite his cold demeanor, Cloud Strife didn't break promises.
Frowning deeply, he came to a halt in front of one of the few buildings that seemed decent. Soleil. So this was it.
He placed his gloved hand on the door and pushed it open.