"He does." He responds, confirming both the spoken and unspoken questions. It's amusing how wrapped up in each other they really were, and how frustratingly alike in this particular vein. Seifer rolls his eyes and shakes his head. "Do you know, or do you assume because you think it'd be rude to say anything?" He's going to guarantee it's the latter, because Nida's done the same damned thing.

A long-suffering sigh, punctuated with a very 'oh please' expression as Seifer turns back to eye Billy. "Have you asked him? Or said anything to the effect? Ain't nobody a mind-reader, and if there's more going on you'll never know if you don't ask. I'm not sayin' don't take the time you need to get through whatever you're goin' through, but I'd place heavy gil on you two surviving an awkward conversation or two."

That is not all and all three of them know it. He noticed, and he's raising an eyebrow pointedly at Billy over it. If he's interested, saying something could save them both heartache. "The worst that could happen is he's really not, and you'll continue bein' friends. With a hell of a lot less wondering on the table."