Catherine didn't comment on Cid's extreme awkwardness about the war in Europe, chosing to ignore his fumbling instead. Most of all, Catherine tried to ignore how much his awkward failing at social conventions was rather cute. Even now, when he was bumbling in front of her trying to explain exactly why he wants to work at the Cirque Catherine finds her mind wandering. Already she was comparing him, perhaps rather infavorably, to the only other men she had really known in her life. Compared to her father and brother, Cid was a small lanky and incompetent thing  but...<br/><br/>Clearing her throat when Cid finished explaining, Catherine straightened herself.<b>"Well, that answers that. Not that Izzy needed it but you have my approval. There's nothing here that would make you unfit for as a mechanic at the cirque. On the contrary, even. I can understand why you'd pick this place over something more proactive."</b>Tarnation, that sounded a lot more harsh than she had intended. Cid's father was a great man, but that didn't mean Cid himself had the duty of making some weapon capable of making the axis surrender himself.<br/><br/>Catherine's mental chastizing didn't show on her face, the woman retaining a somewhat aloof air.<b> "I suppose you're going to need more equipment than you've brought. I'll need a list of anything you'd like to purchase." </b>Catherine forced herself to focus on her work and job, it wasn't her job to tell Cid what he should or shouldn't do.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>