Unless the weather is totally different when we get out of here, I don't think this is too much to ask.
[Cid doesn't bother averting his gaze. The other man doesn't seem to mind, so... He looks at him hard, trying to keep his expression neutral. Barnabas Tharmr. His king, Odin. What did any of it mean? He doesn't really realize how intense his look is. He feels as if his mind itches. He craves something he cannot name. He feels baffled, triumphant, worried, and a few other things on top of it. He takes a breath and tries to clear his mind.]
I've been trying to figure out who are are to each other. I've got less than half a clue, though.
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[Cid doesn't bother averting his gaze. The other man doesn't seem to mind, so... He looks at him hard, trying to keep his expression neutral. Barnabas Tharmr. His king, Odin. What did any of it mean? He doesn't really realize how intense his look is. He feels as if his mind itches. He craves something he cannot name. He feels baffled, triumphant, worried, and a few other things on top of it. He takes a breath and tries to clear his mind.]
I've been trying to figure out who are are to each other. I've got less than half a clue, though.