[Once Cid is settled as much as they can possible get him, Jill steps out of the washroom and waits for Clive just steps away. As soon as he's out as well, she puts the back of her fingers to Clive's chin, gently lifting his face and turning his cheek towards the moonlight streaming along the windows so she can get a closer look at the bruise. Still just as nasty looking, if not more so now that a few minutes have passed, still just as much as mystery to Jill as to where it came from.]
Clive, what happened here?
[One might say she's being too soft with a man whose face is already badly scarred, a man who has had much worse injuries than this, but still. This is a face Jill enjoys looking at quite often. Forgive her for worrying about it and the person it's attached to.]
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Clive, what happened here?
[One might say she's being too soft with a man whose face is already badly scarred, a man who has had much worse injuries than this, but still. This is a face Jill enjoys looking at quite often. Forgive her for worrying about it and the person it's attached to.]