Well, it demanded sincerity, so you’ll have to pardon me. I called you handsome, didn’t I? I don’t think I can just say that five times in a row, soo… A little imagination is in order.

[He finishes looking him up and down as he paces around him stopping back in front of him. He goes to hang his elbow on something that isn’t there. How vexing. He rubs his shoulder.]

You’ve got an absolutely magnificent arse. Really lovely shape on that thing. Gorgeous chest, too. You look strong as an ox. Stronger, maybe, like you could throw one over your shoulders and take it down a mountain.

[Cid licks his lower lip. He doesn’t wanna say his last one, but he couldn’t help but notice the way the front of his pants fit on him. He shakes his head.]

And you have very soft looking hair. There. There’s five.