[Well. There goes any semblance of calm that hung between them as Benedikta shoots him that ever-familiar glare.]
I wasn't going to do anything.
[Way to jump the gun, Cid!!! She learned her lesson, and that lesson is still stinging at the back of her shoulder.
But speaking of phones, she looks down to her own still tucked away in the pocket of the straps that hang off her, and then she looks at Cid, then back to the phone...
....]
I will let you handle it.
[Yeah. She still doesn't know how to take pictures.]
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I wasn't going to do anything.
[Way to jump the gun, Cid!!! She learned her lesson, and that lesson is still stinging at the back of her shoulder.
But speaking of phones, she looks down to her own still tucked away in the pocket of the straps that hang off her, and then she looks at Cid, then back to the phone...
....]
I will let you handle it.
[Yeah. She still doesn't know how to take pictures.]