[ On second thought, Cid would sooner take the arrow than the way she's looking at him. For a brief and ridiculous moment, he wonders if she'll find some part of him amiss β some blemish on his body or soul that marks him as something other than her father. It's not as if he understands how this magic works; it's not as if he can know that he's really himself, plucked from the lifestream by Clive's own hand, or if he's some sort of restless aetheric phantom, gone the moment someone sees him for what heβ
And then she's thrown herself into his arms, her grip just shy of painful, and the world seems to set itself right again. She's gotten so strong, like he knew she would. Cid is too stunned to move for a moment, but then he holds her just as tight, turning to press a kiss to her temple. Her scolding shakes a laugh out of him, but it feels heavy in his chest, pushing a few stray tears from his eyes. ]
That's my girl... Gods, you're so big now. I'll be looking up at you before long, eh? [ He'd teased her before, about how they'd have to make statues of her before that happened. She'd been even smaller then, standing on his work table and barely reaching his face. Now look at her.
But she's right, it's a fair enough question. He owes her as much. ] I'll spend what's left of my life making it up to you β how's that, for a start?
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And then she's thrown herself into his arms, her grip just shy of painful, and the world seems to set itself right again. She's gotten so strong, like he knew she would. Cid is too stunned to move for a moment, but then he holds her just as tight, turning to press a kiss to her temple. Her scolding shakes a laugh out of him, but it feels heavy in his chest, pushing a few stray tears from his eyes. ]
That's my girl... Gods, you're so big now. I'll be looking up at you before long, eh? [ He'd teased her before, about how they'd have to make statues of her before that happened. She'd been even smaller then, standing on his work table and barely reaching his face. Now look at her.
But she's right, it's a fair enough question. He owes her as much. ] I'll spend what's left of my life making it up to you β how's that, for a start?