[There was a lot going on that day. But... Barnabas is right. He did make his intent clear that from then on, it didn't always have to be a fight. Cid starts to relax as he sucks smoke into his mouth, blowing it out through his nose.]

Pineapple. [He mutters as he stubs it out and lights a new one.]

...I'm sorry, Barnabas. It's hard, you know? And after you went to all this effort. I suppose I'm just... leery of surprises that I didn't have a hand in, maybe?

[He coughs quietly and sighs, resting his jaw on his knuckles.]

Forgive me? I'd like to try again.