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[ramuhs]

I have a few to spare. What do you need?

[gruffier]

How generous of you.

[ He pauses before gathering his thoughts, but his voice seems... lighter today. Some would even say happy. ]

Not really a need, but something I wanted to share.

[ramuhs]

[...Hmmm? He does notice something different about his usual gruff tone.]

Sounds important. Would you rather in person?

[gruffier]

[ He considers it briefly- ]

I would, but it's late. You sure you're not in your nightwear already?

[ramuhs]

Depends on what you define as "nightwear."

[Clive can hear that smirk in his voice before there's a low chuckle.]

S'alright, I'm just in the workshop finishing up a few things before heading home.

[Where Benedikta is undoubtedly tapping her foot waiting—]

[gruffier]

[ ...

He should have known he opened himself up to that one. Can you hear him rolling his eyes?

But hopefully Benedikta won't scold you too much, as Clive would take just a little more of his time... ]

Then I'll meet you there. Just a moment.

[ And off he goes! He might even get there a bit faster than that, considering the anticipation was currently eating him from the inside out. ]

[ramuhs]

I'll be here.

[With that he'll hang up, but he'll look towards the door, curious to what Clive would have to tell him.

And when he does arrive, he'll find the door unlocked so he can enter freely, Cid waiting with his feet propped up against his desk while leaning back against his chair.]

[gruffier]

[ Knowing that Cid was already expecting him Clive simply makes his way into the workshop when he arrives, only offering a small bit of nod as a greeting. ]

Apologies again for the late hour. [ He'll do the outside a courtesy and shut the door behind him. ] I had thought to wait until morning, but I just spoke with Joshua and thought you should know, too.

[ramuhs]

[Hearing this, his head cants slightly as he lowers his legs and sits up straighter.]

Joshua, too?

[gruffier]

[ Clive nods, his stance softening. ]

I— [ He pauses as the words get stuck in his throat. You can tell he's struggling just a bit with the next string of words, but his emotions were a little bit all over the place at the moment. No need to keep his guard up. ] —would consider you apart of our family, as well. For all that you have done.

[ The man will step in a bit further into the room. His hand clasping the air as he balls it into a tight fist. ]

For saving Jill and I all those years ago. If you haven't intervene when you did, I... I would have not been able to ask for her hand in marriage.

[ramuhs]

[At first Cid can only sit there with his brows raising ever higher as Clive struggles to get the words out. Talking about him as part of his family... It does bring a warm feeling as he had long considered Clive and his family a part of his own, especially considering what all they've been through.

But it was really more...concerning that he's starting with that. And his intuition was correct—just in not a in a way he would have ever expected.

For a moment he can just sit there dumbstruck before he can finally find his voice again.]

Ask her hand—you proposed?

[There's disbelief, but there's a growing shine in his eyes, the smile following quickly after as he begins to rise up from his chair.]

[gruffier]

[ A sudden flood of redness crawled its way to Clive's cheeks, so much so that he had to dip his head down to hide the feeling of bashfulness overtaking him.

It was an odd thing to say out loud. Sure, he had done it, but saying it again and again had only slowly began to chip away at the reality of it all. It had felt like he was dreaming- like he was still dreaming. ]

I did. [ His words are accompanied by a smile hidden behind his bangs, yet his joy was evident. ] Tonight, under the full moon, I finally asked her... and she accepted.

[ramuhs]

[There's a warm laugh as Cid closes the distance between them in one easy stride and claps his hand hard against Clive's shoulder, shaking him.]

Congratulations, my boy! And about time that you did.

[May be slinging his arm fully around his shoulders now, rubbing that mess of hair of his.]

Have you set a date? Or plan to sneak away away from prying eyes?

[gruffier]

[ He should have expected the jostle, but it comes as a surprise all the same. His body folds under the new weight, ducking his head with the onslaught of head ruffles. Normally he would be quick to push Cid aside, but today seemed like a special occasion and for the moment he would allow it, giving himself the opportunity to mask how quickly the burning in his cheeks had become.

He was never one to be the center of attention, but seeing Cid this proud caused a swelling in his heart that panged noticeably in his chest. So he'll allow it, but just for right now... ]

No, no plans for a date yet. A simple and quiet ceremony with family is all we need.

[ramuhs]

[He just laughs, knowing full well he's likely embarrassing the younger man, but as usual doesn't care much. If there's ever a perfect moment for it, it's now.]

Thought as much, you never were one for large parties.

[His eyes shine as he continues to tease him a bit before giving him one last hearty clap and shake of the shoulder.]

But it suits the both of you. If you need someone to officiate, I still have the authority and license for it.

[gruffier]

[ Cue Clive finally gazing up at Cid with a look of something in his eyes. An innocence once only shown in his boyhood. ]

Is that— would that be something you could do for us?

[ramuhs]

[And Cid is going to look at Clive as if he just asked a ridiculous question.]

Why, of course I would! You think I'd just sit back and let someone else do it?

[A click of his tongue before he shakes Clive's shoulder.]

Think I'm more offended you didn't even think to ask.

[gruffier]

Apologies. It was either you or Joshua, but—

[ There's a small hitch in the back of his throat as he tries to speak. He's trying to fight with his emotions, but Clive was never one to try to suppress them, especially on an occasion so rarely afforded to them. ]

—I'm grateful you would offer to do it.

[ramuhs]

[He just chuckles as he sees him having his difficulties and just gives him another pat on his back.]

Only natural.

[gruffier]

Thank you, Cid.

[ He gazes back up at the man, genuinely smiling from every inch of his face. ]

Jill and I will set a date proper, but I'm certain you will be involved in one way or another.

[ramuhs]

Don't make me too involved. Just where I'm needed.

[It really is good to see Clive like this. Of course the past year has been different, but it's hard to forget how he was before. It's moments like these that he can't help but be a little more grateful to this world. For him and Benedikta and Mid, Clive and Jill and Joshua. All of their fates changed so much that they are finally living the way they've all dreamed of. Of course it's also a bit regretful that they had to come to a completely different world, some of them after their chances have already been taken.

Yet regardless, they have the here and now, so he can only continue to smile warmly before ruffling Clive's hair.]

And speaking of where people are needed, I don't want to keep you away from your bride for much longer. I'll be sure to tell Benedikta unless you wish to tell her yourself.

[That would be kind of fun.]

[gruffier]

[ He'll accept another ruffle given their circumstance, but will gently shove as his arm in order to free himself. Cid was right, the hour was late and he wished to be at her side again. So, with a chuckle, Clive will shake his head. ]

Heh. I'll leave that to you.

Should you wish to invite her along, she's welcomed to. [ A pause. ] ... If she even wants to.

[ramuhs]

[He'll let Clive escape, still grinning amused before it turns a bit more wry.]

Indeed, hard to say, but... I'd wager she may endure for a time.

[gruffier]

Until you lead her away to your own betrothal?

[ramuhs]

[There's a small look of surprise before he laughs.]

I wish, but I'm afraid there will still be some time yet.