[ The small yet sudden gesture of his chin moving by Jill's fingertips has him grimacing under the moonlight. She was right, he's had worse injuries than this, but addressing publicly was never one of his fortes. It feels almost pathetic in a way to admit, but after letting her examine the side of his face for a moment, he finally addresses it with a sigh. ]
It was Cid. He refused to leave the pub right away, and so he—
[ and there there was the bang.
Immediately alerted, Clive will turn his face fully to Jill, features washed with a brief moment of panic, before tearing away to walk back into the washroom.
He stands by the doorway, peering in to watch as Cid fumbles around for something in the tub. ]
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It was Cid. He refused to leave the pub right away, and so he—
[ and there there was the bang.
Immediately alerted, Clive will turn his face fully to Jill, features washed with a brief moment of panic, before tearing away to walk back into the washroom.
He stands by the doorway, peering in to watch as Cid fumbles around for something in the tub. ]
What's going on!?