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soft foster dad cloud with his eldritch foster kids gives me life
Cloud takes the remnants clothes shopping and Yazoo's oblivious nature to human society and their standards leaves him kinda questioning everything he knows.
Yazoo, looking at a mannequin with a sundress on it: I like that. I want to get it.
Cloud: Are you sure? It's a dress.
Yazoo: ...I see that it's a dress. Is there something wrong with dresses?
Cloud: Well, no, dresses are just usually a girly thing.
Yazoo: So I can't wear it because I'm not "girly"?
Cloud: Well, you can, but-
Yazoo: I'd be made fun of.
Cloud: Yeah.
Yazoo: Well that's rather idiotic. It's just fabric cut and sewn together a certain way. Why must humans be so picky about what people can and cannot wear?
Cloud: It's just always been that way.
Yazoo: It must have started somewhere.
Cloud, question his knowledge of history: ...Hm. I don't know that one, actually.
Yazoo: No matter. Either way, I'm getting this dress and I'm going to enjoy it, gender normatives be damned.
Cloud: Hell yeah.