[ That's the thing about Clive, really. He's quick to hope for everyone else, but gods forbid try to court his own happiness for a change.
For better or worse, he lets Cid get away with the sad excuse for an apology... But Cid knows that he's got no choice but to make it up to him all the same. Even if he didn't owe Clive anything, someone does. It's about time he and Jill had their happy ending.
Cid pushes to his feet himself, dusting the non-existent sand from his trousers. The moment he takes to gather himself is enough to see the way Clive's hand flexes. Cid huffs, almost a laugh. ] She says the same thing about me. You're your own man — I wouldn't expect any less.
[ He holds out his hand. Just this once, when Clive takes it, he uses the opportunity to pull him in close and put his other arm around him, giving him a couple of firm pats on the back.
None of this place is real exactly, but it certainly feels real, and there's something to the solid reassurance that Clive is as alive as he is. ] It's good to see you too, lad.
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For better or worse, he lets Cid get away with the sad excuse for an apology... But Cid knows that he's got no choice but to make it up to him all the same. Even if he didn't owe Clive anything, someone does. It's about time he and Jill had their happy ending.
Cid pushes to his feet himself, dusting the non-existent sand from his trousers. The moment he takes to gather himself is enough to see the way Clive's hand flexes. Cid huffs, almost a laugh. ] She says the same thing about me. You're your own man — I wouldn't expect any less.
[ He holds out his hand. Just this once, when Clive takes it, he uses the opportunity to pull him in close and put his other arm around him, giving him a couple of firm pats on the back.
None of this place is real exactly, but it certainly feels real, and there's something to the solid reassurance that Clive is as alive as he is. ] It's good to see you too, lad.