Jecht grabs him by the cheek, his touch surprisingly gentle, and he examines Cefca's face. He's definitely gaunter, paler -- Jecht can't pretend like he likes it. He knows what it means for Cefca. Time is running out before there's not much of him left to fight the madness.
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Date: 2014-03-13 12:59 am (UTC)Jecht grabs him by the cheek, his touch surprisingly gentle, and he examines Cefca's face. He's definitely gaunter, paler -- Jecht can't pretend like he likes it. He knows what it means for Cefca. Time is running out before there's not much of him left to fight the madness.
"You need ta sleep. No good t'anyone like this."