[Very much thankfully, and since she's not even trying to do damage, Cloud gently pulls at his hand and pushes her around, to give her something to 'fight' against, while he listens to Rufus.
He nods, then looks down to the sad remains of his ice cream, even the cone now crushed into pieces from Iseul rolling around.]
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He nods, then looks down to the sad remains of his ice cream, even the cone now crushed into pieces from Iseul rolling around.]
I'm sure they'll... be good for you, sir.