[ He looks around as Cid finishes up, glancing back over his shoulder as the door rolls shut behind him. It's an excuse to not look at him as Cid asks that question, and it's as loaded as they come, in Clive's mind. He wants to tell Cid he's fine, because there are more important things at hand, but the truth of the matter is he isn't fine. And it's very much related to what they're here to discuss.
He takes a breath and turns back to Cid, shaking his head before moving to sit on the couch. ]
No. Are you?
[ He looks up at Cid, hands folded between his knees, leaning forward on the couch. ] Are any of us, after that?
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He takes a breath and turns back to Cid, shaking his head before moving to sit on the couch. ]
No. Are you?
[ He looks up at Cid, hands folded between his knees, leaning forward on the couch. ] Are any of us, after that?