[Souji could deflect, hide, and lie all he wanted, but Cliff wasn't going to let this go with a proper debriefing for the both of them. The Shift had thrown them into a curious position beyond just their friendship, and it had given them something that neither would have in their own worlds. For Cliff, it was something that he didn't even know that he wanted. He was thirty-seven himself, but had never entertained the idea of having a wife or children as even being a possibility. The ire of an intergalactic organization was enough incentive for him to avoid the very thought of it.
Cliff set his own bottle aside as well. It was just a quiet show of camaraderie, nothing more. The bottle itself meant nothing. The emotions were far heavier in comparison.
Souji's military demeanor meant nothing to Cliff. He saw through it and was more than willing to call him on it.]
August 19, afternoon
Cliff set his own bottle aside as well. It was just a quiet show of camaraderie, nothing more. The bottle itself meant nothing. The emotions were far heavier in comparison.
Souji's military demeanor meant nothing to Cliff. He saw through it and was more than willing to call him on it.]
I wasn't talking physically.