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000 [Action] 4th Walled

[The mass influx of wingless people doesn't throw Cliff off his game. After the last few weeks of cleaning up messes and dealing with the natural fallout of the Malnosso's influences within the village, the flood of new faces is somewhat relaxing for a laid back guy.

He set's his sights primarily on helping out in the Welcome Center for the weekend, planning on spending his time pestering his friends while he was on the lookout for familir faces that he hadn't seen for a while. When he's not there he spends his time hanging out in the Battle Dome or Good Spirits in the evenings before returning to his apartment in the Ground Building at night.

All in all, it's a pretty normal day.]

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[He caught that subtle reaction to whatever it was that he said, but this was no time to inquire about it. They needed to work, and keep the place flowing smoothly until the wave of newcomers abated until the next one.]

Just one, and she's not someone I ever expected to see come here, either. Right now she's resting until Fayt arrives-- he'd want to see her before we did anything else.

Why do you say that? [Souji leaned on the counter, tilting his head slightly.]

Resting? Is she ill?

[Cliff sobered at the innocent questions. It was a slip of the tongue, but it had shown his concern for the girl.]

She's someone we met on Albel's homeworld. We never fought alongside her, but we did have to save her once in the mountains...

She...uhm. [He paused briefly, pondering over how he would explain this.] She is...and she ended up passing away on us before we got in contact with the Diplo. There was no way any of us could have helped her with what we had available either, she'd been too sick for too long.

[A sigh.] I'm hoping the people who work in the Dome can help us come up with something for her, but I dunno about everything this place has to offer.

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[A girl, young apparently, who died before they could help her. Some sort of terminal illness, in the late stages, too. Souji looked up at Cliff with understanding in his eyes, no pity, just...empathy. He knew what that was like. And there was hope here at least. He reached out to touch his arm.]

They have advanced medical skills here, even magic. I'm sure you can find a way to save her.

[He knew that Souji wouild understand-- it was why he didn't hesitate.]

Yeah. I'm hoping that the doctors can do something, because Nel pulled her connections and got this girl help from some of the best Runologists in the kingdom...and that didn't even save her.

She's really a good kid too. Kind, polite. Sells flowers for a living.

[He squeezed Cliff's arm lightly and then pulled back. He wanted to say it was always the good ones that had the hardest lives, but he didn't want to include himself in that statement. He wasn't "good" by any standard, not with all that he had done. Instead, he chose a different phrase.]

When the innocent suffer, so does the world.

While the technology in this place may not be as advanced, I'm sure they can find a way to keep her in health. [He hesitated and then looked down at the counter.] They could have saved me, but I refused to go in. With you and Fayt-kun pushing for her treatment, I'm sure she'll be saved.

[He had already known those words, but hearing them uttered by someone else whom he knew had experience was reassuring. Smiling gratefully, he lifted a hand to Souji's shoulder and gave it a light squeeze]

I know-- but thanks. Seriously.

[Souji reached up and touched the hand on his shoulder, nodding. It's getting too serious, too close to home, so he smiles and lets Cliff's hand go.]

Does this mean you'll have another child to look after now? You seem to gather them like bees to honey, you know.

...I'm not trying to collect so many of them. It just happened.

[For a moment he looked flustered. Between his haphazard work with Fayt and Ion, and having Mytho, Aleos, Rei and Haru ask him for some help, and his keeping an eye on Bulla it really was starting to look like he was opening his own school. It was entirely unintentional.]

[He laughed at Cliff's embarrassment on the subject.]

Perhaps you'll be opening your own school soon. It seems there's any number of people lining up to learn.

Uh. That's a little formal for my tastes.

[His intention was only to help interested parties get stronger, not create an open forum for actual classes.]

Oh, so you'll just keep gathering them up with nowhere to keep them?

[Souji was obviously teasing as he leaned in closer to Cliff, tilting his head back to look up at him.]

That doesn't seem very nice.

It's not like there's nowhere to 'keep them.' The barracks, rec center, and dome are there for a reason, yanno.

[He pouting childishly, he poked Souji on the forehead.]

Besides. Maybe I wanna teach some of them ping pong. It's not a bad idea for one of them.

[He took the poke in the forehead, rubbing the spot in mock indignation then gave Cliff a look of shock.]

You'd keep a child in those places and not at home safe and sound? Cliff-san, we can never have children again.

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