And flattery will get you everywhere. [ He laughs easily. It's nothing new, to be sure, and Cloud has at least learned how to respond in kind — though that's not to say a bit of red doesn't tint the ears not-quite-hiding under that wild head of chocobo feathers he calls hair. ]

[ He grabs the bottle of cider, taking a small sip, the corners of his mouth twitching as he sets it down. ] You're right, though, this is good. Might have to help you make a trip to Ketsora to get some more when you run low.

[ His smile does fall a little bit, not entirely, but a little. ] Well, when I can, anyway — I'm stuck in town for at least a few weeks. Zachariah took a bit of a tumble last time we were out. Got back to town alright but apparently he pulled something while trying to keep us both upright. I've already shrugged off the nicks and bruises but I've been told to let him rest up for a few weeks, so no out-of-town jobs for me.

[ But then it's back as he looks up. ] Can't say I mind it too much, though. You certainly know how to keep the nights lively, Claude.