[They've had a great many kisses since that night on the beach, kisses of all kinds, yet this one still feels new, somehow. Like the first of many dreams to come true, maybe. Or like an act of defiance and the realisation of the fate they've been crafting together for 24 years.
After pressing her own kiss to Joshua's forehead, she maneuvers herself into place at Clive's -- her husband's -- side and walks with him, her smile ever broadening as they go.]
Not only our carriage...
[Which could mean a great many things, she knows, but leaving Clive with those few moments to wonder is part of the fun. Besides, the mystery doesn't last for very long before the carriage turns the corner, led by a brilliantly white chocobo wearing a patch over one eye.]
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After pressing her own kiss to Joshua's forehead, she maneuvers herself into place at Clive's -- her husband's -- side and walks with him, her smile ever broadening as they go.]
Not only our carriage...
[Which could mean a great many things, she knows, but leaving Clive with those few moments to wonder is part of the fun. Besides, the mystery doesn't last for very long before the carriage turns the corner, led by a brilliantly white chocobo wearing a patch over one eye.]
... But your gift as well, Clive.