[Oh, son of a bitch. He’s not usually so slow on the fucking uptake. Right. He hadn’t slept much at all in this eventful week.]

…I suppose I always was one to peek at my gifts. Ah, fuck. I’m sorry, Barney.

[He turns to take Barnabas’ hands in his, smiling up at him.] You got this for us?

[Cid actually blushes as he takes one hand back and rubs the back of his neck.] I didn’t know you cared like that still.

[He presses forward, throwing his arms around Barnabas’ neck and giving him a chaste kiss meant to convey gratitude, but not devolve into fucking right here right now.]