Other things, like books about plants? Don't suppose you can make use of that one... [ He nods toward the morbol. He's seen Claude's notebook, after all. Granted, he's mostly joking.
As for magic... From what he's heard, that seems to be a fairly common drawback when it comes to places other than Valisthea. Too much will tire you out, or it may backfire if used improperly, but otherwise it's relatively safe. He's seen it for himself often enough that he's stopped trying to caution people against some unknown cost... even if a part of him still wonders. What's to say that it doesn't take years off peoples' lives, even if they aren't turning to stone?
Cid pats himself down for a cigar, just to get the taste of blood out of his mouth. Healing is another matter, and he's quick to shake his head. Despite his best efforts to be as irreverent as ever, he's sure that it's easy enough for someone like Claude to tell that he's still in pain; he can't quite dismiss the faint line between his brows and the tightness around his eyes, but there isn't anything to be done. Even Wanda had nearly worn herself out trying. ]
Funny how these storms seem to sweep up all of a sudden. [ Cid grins briefly as he tucks the cigar between his lips. ] It's kind of you to offer lad, but there's nothing to be done for it. I'll be alright after a rest. And if it's all the same to you, I'd appreciate if we kept this particular parlour trick of mine between us.
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As for magic... From what he's heard, that seems to be a fairly common drawback when it comes to places other than Valisthea. Too much will tire you out, or it may backfire if used improperly, but otherwise it's relatively safe. He's seen it for himself often enough that he's stopped trying to caution people against some unknown cost... even if a part of him still wonders. What's to say that it doesn't take years off peoples' lives, even if they aren't turning to stone?
Cid pats himself down for a cigar, just to get the taste of blood out of his mouth. Healing is another matter, and he's quick to shake his head. Despite his best efforts to be as irreverent as ever, he's sure that it's easy enough for someone like Claude to tell that he's still in pain; he can't quite dismiss the faint line between his brows and the tightness around his eyes, but there isn't anything to be done. Even Wanda had nearly worn herself out trying. ]
Funny how these storms seem to sweep up all of a sudden. [ Cid grins briefly as he tucks the cigar between his lips. ] It's kind of you to offer lad, but there's nothing to be done for it. I'll be alright after a rest. And if it's all the same to you, I'd appreciate if we kept this particular parlour trick of mine between us.