[Unsurprisingly with how telegraphed Cloud's intentions are, the slash at him is simply deflected with the sword he hadn't had in his hands a moment ago, the silver haired man looking distinctly.. unimpressed.

An expression that doesn't change as Cloud lands and then speaks.]

I met you less than two minutes ago, and 'down' really is only one direction, I'm not really sure how you expect someone to reach the ground without 'following you around', as you put it.

[In spite of his opinions on the matter, he manages to keep his voice utterly neutral. All the keen interest Cloud's used to dealing with is simply entirely absent.]