[ He did give her permission to! His guard is dropped enough that he's not really considering the people around them. Or the fact that he's gonna need to take a seat soon as the alcohol gets his head spinning in all the right and pleasant ways. But Cloud was humoring the Emperor, assuming she was just going to hoist him up by the waist or something! Already, that would have been something the Cloud from his place in time would have refused profusely (let alone sober Cloud here!)
But sure enough, ]
Wait—?
[ It happens so fast. And it's a miracle that he hasn't dropped the last bit of his mighty cocktail when she suddenly sweeps him off his feet. Without so much as a dip in her hold thanks to his weight, he realizes his position and stares at her wide-eyed and burning red in the face. ]
E-Edelgard...! [ She's much shorter than him, but Cloud wasn't the tallest guy either. Which meant that his poor legs dangled perfectly in her strong arms, his body lean enough that it lends to a rather humoring image. Whether other people turned to look or not hardly mattered. His focus is solely on the woman strong arming him. Literally.
Somehow? This ranks high up there on the embarrassment scale, even when pitted against other things he's done in between home and Nippon. Those blue-green eyes of his look even brighter as he remains perfectly still, hands tucked against his chest as he holds his drink up.
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But sure enough, ]
Wait—?
[ It happens so fast. And it's a miracle that he hasn't dropped the last bit of his mighty cocktail when she suddenly sweeps him off his feet. Without so much as a dip in her hold thanks to his weight, he realizes his position and stares at her wide-eyed and burning red in the face. ]
E-Edelgard...! [ She's much shorter than him, but Cloud wasn't the tallest guy either. Which meant that his poor legs dangled perfectly in her strong arms, his body lean enough that it lends to a rather humoring image. Whether other people turned to look or not hardly mattered. His focus is solely on the woman strong arming him. Literally.
Somehow? This ranks high up there on the embarrassment scale, even when pitted against other things he's done in between home and Nippon. Those blue-green eyes of his look even brighter as he remains perfectly still, hands tucked against his chest as he holds his drink up.
Your bishie is showing, Kuraudo. ]
Um... Mind letting me go?