[just as Cloud was finishing the last bite of his toast (there was still some bacon and egg left), he took a glass of water to wash it down. his gaze flickered back to Nike across the small table from him, sapphire-like blues watching her as she asked something of him. it was a genuine curiosity from the young swordsman as he swallowed]
Something you'd like to see? [blink] Like what? [he digs his fork into the side of his bacon, taking a piece of it]
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Something you'd like to see? [blink] Like what? [he digs his fork into the side of his bacon, taking a piece of it]