[How a stuffed cat robot does this he doesn't know, but in the end it doesn't really matter, does it? Arching an eyebrow under the edge of his helmet, Cloud snorts - but doesn't get the chance to say anything before the cat continues and then Cloud's ducking his head, burying his chin in his uniform scarf and hoping the blush he knows must be there isn't too obvious.]
I--- why would kissing be involved? [He manages to swallow the first instinctive reaction which would've been a flustered squawk. Instead it's a mutter muffled by the scarf, but still audible.] And how, am I supposed to find you, whenever this happens?
[Ridiculous. Like the fortune, which doesn't really say anything, and he should go back to doing his job properly. But he doesn't turn away from the stuffed cat yet.]
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I--- why would kissing be involved? [He manages to swallow the first instinctive reaction which would've been a flustered squawk. Instead it's a mutter muffled by the scarf, but still audible.] And how, am I supposed to find you, whenever this happens?
[Ridiculous. Like the fortune, which doesn't really say anything, and he should go back to doing his job properly. But he doesn't turn away from the stuffed cat yet.]