[ How well can one possibly know another through snippets in a journal? Largely sanitised clips traded back and forth, Luna has only seen what Noctis has allowed her to see -- the best of him and little more. After all, who wants to put their flaws and weaknesses on display?
This is him as he is, older and sadder, struggling to find words. It's easier when they're not face to face, and his heart skips a beat when she squeezes his hand, a blessing in the warmth of her grip. It's a blessing he does not allow himself to feel -- he's profoundly unworthy of it. But she doesn't press the matter, and Noctis, leading her out of the arena and into vastly unfamiliar land, simply shakes his head. ]
I don't think so. [ The terrain is all different, for one. He frowns, looking around before deciding to set off in his chosen direction, still holding her hand. ] Have you seen creatures like that before?
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This is him as he is, older and sadder, struggling to find words. It's easier when they're not face to face, and his heart skips a beat when she squeezes his hand, a blessing in the warmth of her grip. It's a blessing he does not allow himself to feel -- he's profoundly unworthy of it. But she doesn't press the matter, and Noctis, leading her out of the arena and into vastly unfamiliar land, simply shakes his head. ]
I don't think so. [ The terrain is all different, for one. He frowns, looking around before deciding to set off in his chosen direction, still holding her hand. ] Have you seen creatures like that before?