[Clive grabs some of the packaging from his costume and turns around, fully intending to chuck it at the other man and stops dead. The packaging falls to the floor, any comment defending Jill’s propriety dying on his lips.]
Cid…
[Clive steps closer, hand raising to brush the seam where skin meets stone. His hand hovers for a moment before he drops it back down to his side, fist lightly clenched. He turns away to give Cid the privacy Clive assumes he wants and if it hides the pain in his own eyes, all the better.]
no subject
[Clive grabs some of the packaging from his costume and turns around, fully intending to chuck it at the other man and stops dead. The packaging falls to the floor, any comment defending Jill’s propriety dying on his lips.]
Cid…
[Clive steps closer, hand raising to brush the seam where skin meets stone. His hand hovers for a moment before he drops it back down to his side, fist lightly clenched. He turns away to give Cid the privacy Clive assumes he wants and if it hides the pain in his own eyes, all the better.]
How long has it been like that?