Tell you what. Cid Highwind, Vincent Valentine, and Reno of the Turks have agreed to meet with me tomorrow, at Cid's shop. I will be coming unarmed and without materia. If you still think I'm some hellgod descended to levy the wrath of a mind-controlling being from beyond our world, you can run me through there. I won't stop you.

Because caring is what sane people do about people they have come to trust and even consider friends. And like it or not, I trust you, Zack.