( Cid is more than happy to return the hug, taking note of just how real Clive feels about now. So not a dream or a mirage then, though Cid does take note of how different the guy seems. Obvious scarring aside, there are lines where there shouldn't be, hair just a bit longer. The question on his lips is obvious but incomprehensible all at once. How long has it been?

No. Later he can ask. For now Cid folds his arms, still a little uncomfortable with how constricting the military uniform felt. )

Well I'll be, there's something Gav doesn't know. And I certainly didn't get here intentionally, was home one moment and here the next. But not before they dragged my arse out of the water. You?