[It's a two way street on what was kosher to speak about and was liable to fluster or worse. Conversation was not a strong suit for Cloud leaving the better part of talking up to Ed and she took the job well. He's a better listener, interjecting when the timings right and keeping the conversation on its railing.
Which comes to the point of his weirdly placed position as de facto leader when there's a call for one. Leaders were meant to have power to their words unlike the soft spoken and occasionally dry sarcasm that left his lips.
He's good in a pinch. Suggesting what to do and taking the leader role in a more democratic manner. Less fights to it this way and he didn't have to make all the choices.
Yet it's clear his charge is in need. The suggestion can wait because the sight of her blushing and worrying over if something is in her teeth has him lighting up with a goofy well meaning smile.]
No, it's like that. [Unexpected or not, here comes a quick kiss. He's leaning over, face hovering close enough to steal another quick kiss when he says more.]
I like looking at your face believe it or not. [The shyness has died down replaced with humor, a reason he's cautious of talking for not sounding like a dork. Fingers are busy picking at her sleeved shirt, there's plenty of clothing to drop and he has intentions if she'll have him.] You're attractive, if a bit fiery. [But he likes that to.]
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Which comes to the point of his weirdly placed position as de facto leader when there's a call for one. Leaders were meant to have power to their words unlike the soft spoken and occasionally dry sarcasm that left his lips.
He's good in a pinch. Suggesting what to do and taking the leader role in a more democratic manner. Less fights to it this way and he didn't have to make all the choices.
Yet it's clear his charge is in need. The suggestion can wait because the sight of her blushing and worrying over if something is in her teeth has him lighting up with a goofy well meaning smile.]
No, it's like that. [Unexpected or not, here comes a quick kiss. He's leaning over, face hovering close enough to steal another quick kiss when he says more.]
I like looking at your face believe it or not. [The shyness has died down replaced with humor, a reason he's cautious of talking for not sounding like a dork. Fingers are busy picking at her sleeved shirt, there's plenty of clothing to drop and he has intentions if she'll have him.] You're attractive, if a bit fiery. [But he likes that to.]