[ The corner of Cid's mouth quirks. Another time, he might tell Clive that he could come back and provide the boy with some lessons in swordsmanship but, as much as it pains him, he has duties that are more important than looking after this place. ]
They are, aye. They don't look much alike but I've rarely seen them apart.
[ The younger brother, Eli, pulls that scraped elbow into his lap, holding a hand over it as he says a healing incantation. He has to stop partway to sneeze and have a small coughing fit and be fussed over in turn.
It's the pollen this time of year, Cid knows, nothing truly harmful — but he doesn't say as much. Instead he keeps an eye on Clive so that he can be sure to grab him if he tries to do something foolish. ]
Do you remember him yet? Joshua Rosfiled.
[ It's a bold gamble to be sure, but he can see that Clive has already started to come around. ]
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They are, aye. They don't look much alike but I've rarely seen them apart.
[ The younger brother, Eli, pulls that scraped elbow into his lap, holding a hand over it as he says a healing incantation. He has to stop partway to sneeze and have a small coughing fit and be fussed over in turn.
It's the pollen this time of year, Cid knows, nothing truly harmful — but he doesn't say as much. Instead he keeps an eye on Clive so that he can be sure to grab him if he tries to do something foolish. ]
Do you remember him yet? Joshua Rosfiled.
[ It's a bold gamble to be sure, but he can see that Clive has already started to come around. ]