[Jill tries to hide an amused smile, now reminded of Cid as well.]
You wouldn't happen to be an outlaw, would you?
[Speaking of, one would think she would have relaxed her demeanor since coming to the Hideaway, or even before that. But it seems how she was raised in her younger years was filled with hard teachings to break indeed!
She studies his closed eyed lounging and wonders if he's fallen asleep. She doesn't know if that would be a good or a bad thing in this place.]
Leon?
[If he answers, she will continue.]
I don't mean to pry, and I understand if you do not wish to share, but would you mind telling me a bit about your homeland? I had no idea places like this existed!
[If not, she will sit back a bit more in the chair and people watch, though try not to get too much of an eyeful of things she isn't keen on observing.
Either way, there's also a peculiar sensation rising, which she's not quite sure why she's feeling that right now. At first it's simply a tingle and she feels rather warm.
Perhaps it's the sun...
But the more time passes, the stronger the urge, and although she tries to keep her calm, polite, disposition, she starts to squirm in her seat. Coughing once as a distraction, her hands move to subtly grip the arms of the chair.
And then there's the problem that Leon's resemblence, she saw earlier, only seems more and more noticeable.]
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You wouldn't happen to be an outlaw, would you?
[Speaking of, one would think she would have relaxed her demeanor since coming to the Hideaway, or even before that. But it seems how she was raised in her younger years was filled with hard teachings to break indeed!
She studies his closed eyed lounging and wonders if he's fallen asleep. She doesn't know if that would be a good or a bad thing in this place.]
Leon?
[If he answers, she will continue.]
I don't mean to pry, and I understand if you do not wish to share, but would you mind telling me a bit about your homeland? I had no idea places like this existed!
[If not, she will sit back a bit more in the chair and people watch, though try not to get too much of an eyeful of things she isn't keen on observing.
Either way, there's also a peculiar sensation rising, which she's not quite sure why she's feeling that right now. At first it's simply a tingle and she feels rather warm.
Perhaps it's the sun...
But the more time passes, the stronger the urge, and although she tries to keep her calm, polite, disposition, she starts to squirm in her seat. Coughing once as a distraction, her hands move to subtly grip the arms of the chair.
And then there's the problem that Leon's resemblence, she saw earlier, only seems more and more noticeable.]