#⸢ Clive's stuck being an errand boy in xvi and vii. ⸥
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❝ i have a better idea. i will do as i please. ❞ ╱ @sacredflorist
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀There's an incredulous snap of brows ; a crease livens above the bridge of his nose. A flair of annoyance coils skyward, awoken, yet is smoothed over by a conscious tap into logic. It's her gusto which shifts his impression. He questions if it's genuine, or a means to sway him without directly rejecting the expertise he sought to peddle. Few summon a brand of sharpened wit in his presence, fewer talked back ⸻ most are either intimidated or meek by nature in their approach. Scientists, researchers, and other scholarly figures found a preference for his services, shelling out the fee without so much as a quip. Their voyage from [ A ] to [ B ] complemented the quiet they'd arrived with. He'd seen his fair share of souls who belied their edge, too ⸻ but most abandoned any mock courage the instant they took to the field. More often than not, such lies would lead them to embarrassment ⸻ which camp would she fall under ? A wonder.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❛ By all means. ❜
Now, a gesture forth. A cant of the head. His encouragement a silent admission. Gil was Gil ⸻ if she required an escort then he would provide it ; his job wasn't to instigate. How hypocritical it would be to elevate himself above such reckless tendencies anyway ( they still found their comfort quite firm within ).
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❛ Just remember you're the one with the bounty on your head, not me. The whole point was to keep you out of trouble, was it not ? ❜
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀↪ 𝐜𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 .
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