It takes Zack a moment to even register that Cloud's still talking. Namely because he's ducking his head back into the pod now, trying to salvage any other answers but coming up with nothing flat. Nothing except- well. What looks vaguely like it might be field rations or something and he has no shame in pulling that out. Judging by their surroundings... they'll need to hang onto anything they can get their hands on.

But it still leaves him biting his lip in discomfort as he stares down at them. Only then does he note the thing on his wrist- with a- there's something on it- Message. That's the message Cloud's talking about. Though it just makes him frown all the more. "Atlas? What's that even about?"

Some help that is, he wants to say. But he stops himself the moment his eyes land back on his friend. No... No, that's not what Cloud needs right then. Or himself, for that matter. That won't do either of them any good getting worked up. And that might be why he's reaching over then to clap a hand on his shoulder. "Hey."