[It's actually kind of impressive. Especially considering the logistics considered in hauling the rough framework of, what he can tell already, will be a house all the way up there.
He glances at it, for a long moment, before he takes the cue and starts to haul himself up the ladder. It seems safe enough. And the construction seems pretty solid.
He waits for Nier to emerge before he speaks.]
...You thinking of moving out?
[His tone pretty much gives him away. Shit. ...If he... could have not sounded quite so Concerned at that, that would been wonderful. ]
[ an honest admission. but the concern in cloud’s voice is noted, and a little unexpected too. ]
I thought you and Aerith would want some privacy. But this house isn’t for living in. Just somewhere to put my weaponry — and a refuge, for anyone who needs it.
[ lowly: ]
I don’t trust the natives of this city.
[ better to have your bases covered than not. when cloud shifts closer, nier does the same in response. ]
[He withdraws a little at that, taking a breath and folding his arms close to his chest, leaning against the treetrunk in the centre of the house. His gaze moves away- to the planters at what looks like a rudimentary, at the moment, window.]
If you want to, then I don't want to hold you back. Aerith and me...
[It's complicated.]
She's a friend. She likes having you around, anyway.
[As does he. But. He'd abandoned his effort to move closer, but since Nier was moving toward him too, they're close anyway. And he doesn't step away. Instead, he moves his gaze from the sky through the window, to him.]
I don't trust 'em either.
[In many respects. Gingerly, he half leans on Nier, not quite putting his head on his shoulder, but sort of leaning. A little. Kind of awkwardly, actually. Just about enough to feel his cold skin through the fabric of his shirt with his shoulder.]
I'm sure.
[Half-leaning on him isn't really for being tired. Or warmth. It's closeness, really. And since the prospect of Nier moving out is still on his mind...]
Could always get a bigger place, if you need more space. It's a matter of time till they catch us living like that, anyway.
I like being around you two. And making sure that you’re eating right. But if you need me out, tell me, alright?
[ nier leans back alongside him — he knows well whatever is between those two is...complicated. and not at all straightforward. it isn’t his intention to intrude, however, or force them to compromise for his sake. another reason why he’d spent the night (or day rather) at other people’s houses on occasion.
but he can hear it, anyways: cloud’s attempt at keeping them together.
when he half leans on him, nier let’s one of his arms gradually snake around cloud’s shoulder, until he’s eased him closer. it stays there, like that. ]
I’ve thought about that too. We could get a cottage. I don’t buy much these days...not outside of weaponry or armor.
We don't. [He's firm with that.] And that's not gonna change. Like I said... she likes you being around. And believe me, if you're not... she's gonna take it personally.
[The sad thing is, he's not even lying. She would.]
...And I'm out a bed if you take off.
[It'd... been, well, nice to actually sleep in one again. It's not like he can without Nier. Not when the guy works so well as a way to not overheat.
...Among other things. Which should be apparent with the way his form tenses when Nier's arm moves around his shoulders (as is his instinct), but the way he relaxes pretty quickly should be indicative of that.
He makes a small, contemplative sound when Nier mentions the cottages- leaning a little more against him.]
I've got savings too. [The amount of jobs he's been doing, more money's coming in than he knows what to do with. Especially since things on this world... well, weren't exactly interesting enough to warrant spending. Foodwise, a taste for warm flesh meant hunting. And that's as free as free gets.] If it's for something like that, you can have it all. Not like I've got anything else to spend it on.
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He glances at it, for a long moment, before he takes the cue and starts to haul himself up the ladder. It seems safe enough. And the construction seems pretty solid.
He waits for Nier to emerge before he speaks.]
...You thinking of moving out?
[His tone pretty much gives him away. Shit.
...If he... could have not sounded quite so Concerned at that, that would been wonderful. ]
...I'm not tired.
[But he's moving closer anyway.]
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[ an honest admission. but the concern in cloud’s voice is noted, and a little unexpected too. ]
I thought you and Aerith would want some privacy. But this house isn’t for living in. Just somewhere to put my weaponry — and a refuge, for anyone who needs it.
[ lowly: ]
I don’t trust the natives of this city.
[ better to have your bases covered than not. when cloud shifts closer, nier does the same in response. ]
Are you sure?
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[He withdraws a little at that, taking a breath and folding his arms close to his chest, leaning against the treetrunk in the centre of the house. His gaze moves away- to the planters at what looks like a rudimentary, at the moment, window.]
If you want to, then I don't want to hold you back. Aerith and me...
[It's complicated.]
She's a friend. She likes having you around, anyway.
[As does he. But.
He'd abandoned his effort to move closer, but since Nier was moving toward him too, they're close anyway. And he doesn't step away. Instead, he moves his gaze from the sky through the window, to him.]
I don't trust 'em either.
[In many respects. Gingerly, he half leans on Nier, not quite putting his head on his shoulder, but sort of leaning. A little. Kind of awkwardly, actually. Just about enough to feel his cold skin through the fabric of his shirt with his shoulder.]
I'm sure.
[Half-leaning on him isn't really for being tired. Or warmth. It's closeness, really.
And since the prospect of Nier moving out is still on his mind...]
Could always get a bigger place, if you need more space. It's a matter of time till they catch us living like that, anyway.
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[ nier leans back alongside him — he knows well whatever is between those two is...complicated. and not at all straightforward. it isn’t his intention to intrude, however, or force them to compromise for his sake. another reason why he’d spent the night (or day rather) at other people’s houses on occasion.
but he can hear it, anyways: cloud’s attempt at keeping them together.
when he half leans on him, nier let’s one of his arms gradually snake around cloud’s shoulder, until he’s eased him closer. it stays there, like that. ]
I’ve thought about that too. We could get a cottage. I don’t buy much these days...not outside of weaponry or armor.
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[The sad thing is, he's not even lying. She would.]
...And I'm out a bed if you take off.
[It'd... been, well, nice to actually sleep in one again. It's not like he can without Nier. Not when the guy works so well as a way to not overheat.
...Among other things. Which should be apparent with the way his form tenses when Nier's arm moves around his shoulders (as is his instinct), but the way he relaxes pretty quickly should be indicative of that.
He makes a small, contemplative sound when Nier mentions the cottages- leaning a little more against him.]
I've got savings too. [The amount of jobs he's been doing, more money's coming in than he knows what to do with. Especially since things on this world... well, weren't exactly interesting enough to warrant spending. Foodwise, a taste for warm flesh meant hunting. And that's as free as free gets.] If it's for something like that, you can have it all. Not like I've got anything else to spend it on.