[She doesn't push him for an answer. If he wants to talk, she'll let him. For whatever reason, he's already gotten more out of her than she normally would have given to anyone else. Not many people know this much about her.
At the part about his father, she reaches over - hesitantly, for this isn't something she normally does - and places one of her hands over his free one, the one not holding his wine glass.]
That can happen. [ pause. ] I... never really knew my parents. Cid raised me, but... [She purses her lips. It's still hard to talk about him, even two years later.]
no subject
At the part about his father, she reaches over - hesitantly, for this isn't something she normally does - and places one of her hands over his free one, the one not holding his wine glass.]
That can happen. [ pause. ] I... never really knew my parents. Cid raised me, but... [She purses her lips. It's still hard to talk about him, even two years later.]