[ Cloud is very (un)lucky Bricks' curiosity is insatiable. He watches again in muted awe as Cloud wield such a huge piece of equipment so effortlessly. ]
M-my speed? [ He furrows his brow but doesn't get much chance to verbalize his opinion on the implication until after the clasp on his shoulder. He lurches forward a little without a stumble and then follows obediently. ]
Much as I am proficient at building and modifying weapons I don't... [ His fingers needle the air, trying to ward off any self-imposed sheepishness about admitting this. He's not embarrassed per say, but, this guy's clearly a skilled combatant, right? Classes and all, apparently. Would he understand? ]
no subject
M-my speed? [ He furrows his brow but doesn't get much chance to verbalize his opinion on the implication until after the clasp on his shoulder. He lurches forward a little without a stumble and then follows obediently. ]
Much as I am proficient at building and modifying weapons I don't... [ His fingers needle the air, trying to ward off any self-imposed sheepishness about admitting this. He's not embarrassed per say, but, this guy's clearly a skilled combatant, right? Classes and all, apparently. Would he understand? ]
...prefer to use them.