[Dion's expression falls the moment his offer is shut down. It takes only seconds for him to mask his disappointment, but it's a few precious moments too long. He would not be surprised if Clive saw through his attempts.]

Of course. And I would not wish to burden him with such a weight, should I insist.

[Clive's offer stops him short though. He stares up at the man, expression unreadable. His mind, however, whirls with the implication. There is no denying the emptiness that clings to his soul without the presence of Bahamut. And yet with that desire comes a healthy layer of fear. It rises in his throat and forms a lump, one he struggles to swallow down.]

Glad would I be to offer something up. But - [He looks into Clive's eyes, then away once more.] I would fear what may happen, were I in full possession of Bahamut. This town seems to have already suffered enough.

[He closes his eyes, and sees the wreckage of Twinside, clear as day.]

No. It is best that it remains with you.