“If you believe it to be the expression of one having to deal with the incessant dallying of those too inept to make a decision and enact it in a timely manner, then yes, you are correct,” Nero responded, idly buffing the broach on his outfit with one wrist. “Otherwise, may I suggest you try developing your powers of observation? They may be lacking.”

❤: who is more affectionate in public? in private?

In public, probably Cid, because the other two aren’t very good with PDA -- which here means you’ll probably kill them with embarrassment if you’re especially affectionate in front of other people.

💚: who tends to get sick more often? who is better at taking care of the other(s)?

Mmmm, Cid, probably. He has the worst immune system. Though Nero’s the most likely to hurt himself doing something stupid.

headcanon questions | accepting

…where they see themselves in ten years.

At this point? Dead, probably. He’s kind of honestly hoping for that? He can’t even really think as far as a year from now, let alone ten. The thought of living ten more years like this is....not really a wonderful thought to say the least.

…how good they are with technology.

Hmm. He grew up in Gridania as a dirt-poor kid, and until his ill-fated stint as an informant to Garlemald he actually never really even saw much magitek close up. 

He was sent along with Yuyuhase to infiltrate the wall about a month or two in advance of the attack on the Wall, and he ended up being better with magitek than the Lalafell -- Yuyuhase was pretty impatient with it, and didn’t care much about figuring out anything beyond the basics, but Laurentius picked up a few things pretty quickly. Mostly to distract himself -- it was a good distraction, paging through manuals and the like. But he has a talent for messing with the stuff he hasn’t really done much about.

…what makes them happy.

HAHAHA if you asked him that, he wouldn’t be able to answer.

The Shroud makes him happy, though; just being in it. The trees, the grass, the flowers, the scent of it and all the different shades of green. Just lying in the grass underneath the trees, the sun shining through the canopy. Jumping shirtless in the lake that separates the East Shroud from Old Gridania during the summer. (It’s right by the Wailer’s Barracks, he did that a lot.) The Druthers, and Buscarron’s fond scolding. 

And the city itself; the smells from walking around Gridania -- the flowers and fresh dirt of the Greatloam Growery, the tannin and leather from the Leatherworkers’ Guild, baking bread from the Whistling Miller, incense from Stillglade Fane, lacquer and sawdust from the Carpenters’ Guild -- the bustle of the shops in the Shaded Bower, the plays at Mih Khetto’s...

✍ +14. …a beloved toy or pet they had as a child.

He had a few toys he was especially attached to as a little kid! He had practically an endless cascade of kendama toys because he kept losing or breaking them accidentally – he’s really good at kendama. He also had a really cool kite his mom helped him decorate to look like a sea serpent. He also had a really ratty stuffed tiger called Beni he loved to bits, though it’s probably long gone by now.

♉️ Does your muse wish their life had turned out differently in some way? How/why?

☯️ What is the biggest obstacle facing your muse currently?

Answering this OOC;

Right now? Well, she’s mostly over her fear of being only good for killing...but thanks to Zenos she’s backslid a little bit in regards to her guilt complex over not being able to protect people, since Zenos is who killed her liegelady. So getting over that -- especially when a good many of her loved ones are still in danger (Cid, Nero) or were hurt/worse during the events of the patch (Y’shtola, Gosetsu, Krile, Alisaie) -- is still a steep climb.