Saix looked up as Aerith and Axel entered, acknowledging their presence with a silent nod of his head. He didn't wave back; he wasn't the type, but there was a visible effort not to appear as if he was ignoring them.
At least he didn't look like he'd been hitting the drink, jokes aside.
A faint scowl flickered across his face, however, as he spotted the wings of Timcanpy above Aerith's hair, and he eyed the spot where the little golden troublemaker sat as if he was waiting for the inevitable.
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Date: 2012-10-22 11:56 pm (UTC)At least he didn't look like he'd been hitting the drink, jokes aside.
A faint scowl flickered across his face, however, as he spotted the wings of Timcanpy above Aerith's hair, and he eyed the spot where the little golden troublemaker sat as if he was waiting for the inevitable.