[ cell phone call to Cid ]

[ongroundedwings]

Cid? I know you're making rounds, but do you think you could come back to our room for a little while...?

There's something I wanted to discuss with you.

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[ voice ]

[teaisfortobacco]

[A grunt, then a tired sigh.]

God damn, Shera, you know I-- [A muttered curse, then a resigned sigh.]

Alright, alright, hold your horses, I'm on my way.

[ action ]

[ongroundedwings]

[ waits for Cid after the call disconnects, yawning sleepily as she pulls the lab coat she has folded on the table next to the bed over her shoulders to make herself slightly more decent for when Cid gets there, husband or not. (Shera, you see, sleeps in her underwear because otherwise Cid just makes her feel horridly overdressed. :|) ]

[ action ]

[teaisfortobacco]

[After only a few moments, an exhausted looking Cid entered the bedroom, closing the door behind him. Rubbing his eye, he made his way towards her, giving a yawn. He was fully dressed in the same clothes he was wearing the day prior, hinting that he hadn't slept yet.]

Ship's runnin' nicely and I don't see a damn thing wrong in here. What is it? [She did make it sound as though it was important, though he didn't see any crisis. The hell was on her mind?]

[ action ]

[ongroundedwings]

[ She frowns a little at the state of him, looking quite ready to scold him before she sighs and pats the space next to her to get him to sit. Almost forty and still having no idea how to take care of himself, this husband of hers. Tsk. ]

Nothing's wrong, Captain. I just wanted to have a talk.