[ Cid responds with a chuckle, patting Viktor on the shoulder before offering him a glass of wine. ] Wise choice.
[ Cid takes a swallow from his own glass; it's sweet and sharp, warm all the way down his throat. He sits on the edge of the table, never quite ready to settle. Despite being apart these past few months, Viktor has felt like something of a fixture in his life since his arrival here. Even now, Cid can't imagine what it will be like without him to bounce ideas back and forth, to argue and tease, or to simply be in each other's good company.
He looks at the dark liquid in his glass, pensive. Viktor's right, of course. No sense in beating around the bush. They haven't discussed it explicitly as yet, but Viktor's thoughts on the matter have always been clear. ]
Can't go home unless I fancy shambling out of a grave, and there's no sense in running off to some other world when I'm needed here so... Congratulations, you're finally rid of me. [ He raises his glass towards Viktor, his smile bittersweet. ] You'll be heading back then? With Kyle?
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[ Cid takes a swallow from his own glass; it's sweet and sharp, warm all the way down his throat. He sits on the edge of the table, never quite ready to settle. Despite being apart these past few months, Viktor has felt like something of a fixture in his life since his arrival here. Even now, Cid can't imagine what it will be like without him to bounce ideas back and forth, to argue and tease, or to simply be in each other's good company.
He looks at the dark liquid in his glass, pensive. Viktor's right, of course. No sense in beating around the bush. They haven't discussed it explicitly as yet, but Viktor's thoughts on the matter have always been clear. ]
Can't go home unless I fancy shambling out of a grave, and there's no sense in running off to some other world when I'm needed here so... Congratulations, you're finally rid of me. [ He raises his glass towards Viktor, his smile bittersweet. ] You'll be heading back then? With Kyle?