September twentieth... [ in a gesture probably wholly unsurprising, tseng immediately programs it into his watch's calendar to make sure he won't miss it when it comes around again. once that's done, he rests his forearms on the table and looks across it at clorinde, a smile half-tugging at his lips. ] I believe that means we were already acquainted for your birthday last year, Ms. Clorinde.

[ he's only teasing, and very lightly at that. tseng better than anyone understands how easy it is for birthdays to become meaningless when your life is dedicated to some other purpose; tseng, as a turk, and clorinde as the champion duelist of fontaine, would have had countless other things to think about than celebrating their own births.

still, he's glad she told him. neither of them are really the type to go all-out for events like that, but even if their celebration is just dinner and a small gift, it's an opportunity to show her that he cares. ]

Did you do anything to celebrate?