[Barnabas says coolly, as if he didn't just watch Cid bare-assed get into the water. Unlike Cid, however, when he removes his towel, he folds it neatly and places it aside, before stepping into the warm water. It isn't unpleasant, despite the heat they had come from, but it's especially good against his sweat soaked skin.
He doesn't invade Cid's personal bubble as he settles into a spot, letting himself sink enough that the water is to his chest while his arms rest on the edge, his back against it.]
I cannot help but wonder if this may be too good to be true. I suppose I do not trust so easily.
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[Barnabas says coolly, as if he didn't just watch Cid bare-assed get into the water. Unlike Cid, however, when he removes his towel, he folds it neatly and places it aside, before stepping into the warm water. It isn't unpleasant, despite the heat they had come from, but it's especially good against his sweat soaked skin.
He doesn't invade Cid's personal bubble as he settles into a spot, letting himself sink enough that the water is to his chest while his arms rest on the edge, his back against it.]
I cannot help but wonder if this may be too good to be true. I suppose I do not trust so easily.