[cloud refuses to take a seat, even if sephiroth is basically guiding him to sit down on the couch. he lets go of the other's shirt but remains otherwise firm on standing, his thoughts racing. because it would—change, that is. and sephiroth has been avoiding that truth all this while? at the possibilities that there's something off about who they are, together? it's not an ideal 'faux' relationship, and it was the easiest way to fix a bigger problem that he couldn't quite understand, for sephiroth didn't seem capable of leaving this plane of existence. or whatever.]
[his expression is stern, eyes clouded with emotion. he feels his heart in his throat. he unclasps his arm from the other and looks at him.]
no subject
[his expression is stern, eyes clouded with emotion. he feels his heart in his throat. he unclasps his arm from the other and looks at him.]
How would it change, Sephiroth?