[She doesn't move her leg away even as the waiter wanders in, nor does she cast him a single glance as he quickly sets the desserts down, clearly embarrassed that he's "interrupted" their little "business meeting". She actually laughs when he makes his retreat and hears the small sound from him before the door shuts.
Poor guy... she would think, if she were anyone else.
But she stares down at the dessert, one hand slipping out from Cid's while the other remains perfectly still in place, curled around his.]
So, this is the famous "tisamiru" I have heard people talking about.
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Poor guy... she would think, if she were anyone else.
But she stares down at the dessert, one hand slipping out from Cid's while the other remains perfectly still in place, curled around his.]
So, this is the famous "tisamiru" I have heard people talking about.
[Wrong.]