"Are you actually fine or are you just saying that?"
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Pot, meet kettle. Mr. Pulling-Teeth-Is-Easier-Than-Opening-Up is the one suggesting he’s the one just saying something. This actually pulls Zell away from the mirror, holding floss in place between his teeth as he gives a silent stare ( because he can’t speak - but the look says enough ).
His attention turns back to his morning routine - a strict schedule that will cause him to be late to the rest of the day if he lags behind too much. The floss is thrown away, now grabbing a razor and shaving cream.
“I’m fine, man.” He huffs, verging on a pout but not quite there yet. “I mean, y’could offer me something that’s actually work than these fresh SeeD gigs. Are you fine?” He asks, turning the question right back on him with those fire blues digging into Squall’s own, as though trying to pin him down with the question. Does he think Squall’ll answer? Well - he can hope.
