hey cloud. can you give me your blessing to marry sephiroth, vincent, and cid? and yes all of them at once.
(p.s. - can i call you cumulus. like the cloud)
Mako-tainted cerulean hues stared long and hard at the other, blond brows knit together in question. Slowly one brow rose slightly, expression one of confusion and incredulity.
Why? Why. He did not understand why anyone would think this an appropriate question to ask him. He couldn't even think of a proper response, arms crossing after a long awkward silence as he shook his head in quiet disbelief and turned his head away.
"...Just... No."
No on all fronts, specifically. No. He was nobody's 'keeper,' it made no sense to ask him for marital blessings for anyone, frankly. Not to mention, why would--
No. No no. Cloud pinched the bridge of his nose, rubbing the tense muscles between his brows with an exasperated sigh. He refused to leap down this spiral of thought--there was no logic to this request, he did not have the time nor the desire to try and find what did logic did not exist.
"If you must call me anything, you'll call me by my name," he said, clearly done.
