[He doesn't even need to say please. Jill is too worried to care about manners at a time like this, so she does as asked without a word, holding the door open for Clive to lead--or more like drag Cid--through.
As they go along ahead of her, she looks down at Torgal, hoping to maybe get some sort of explanation from him, but all the hound gives her is a whimper and a soft bump to her hand with his nose. Not much to work with, so she'll just remain in distress until actual words come out and make sense of this scene before her.]
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As they go along ahead of her, she looks down at Torgal, hoping to maybe get some sort of explanation from him, but all the hound gives her is a whimper and a soft bump to her hand with his nose. Not much to work with, so she'll just remain in distress until actual words come out and make sense of this scene before her.]