[ cloud doesn't bother looking at paintings (because he is, in fact, looking pointedly away from them), but it's hard to miss estelle's reaction. it's reflexive when he turns around to face her and gently grabs her shoulders, leaning a bit ]
Hey. Estelle, look at me. It's not real. [ he sounds sure even if he does not sound particularly comforting ]
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Hey. Estelle, look at me. It's not real. [ he sounds sure even if he does not sound particularly comforting ]