[Cliff shifted on his feet at Fayt's words, pondering over them carefully. As his bodyguard, Cliff wanted Fayt to quiet down and move onward...but, as a friend, another approach was needed.
He crossed the distance and flopped on the bed near Fayt, sinking into the cushions of it as he stretched his legs out in front of him.]
...Alright, [he conceded, sighing heavily at the realization that he couldn't win.] But it's on the both of us, not just you. We clear?
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He crossed the distance and flopped on the bed near Fayt, sinking into the cushions of it as he stretched his legs out in front of him.]
...Alright, [he conceded, sighing heavily at the realization that he couldn't win.] But it's on the both of us, not just you. We clear?