[ noctis is so kind, so understanding—dextera wants to be there for him, too, and the kind of resolve that blooms in his heart helps him slowly, slowly calm himself while they’re together like this. he’s not ready to lift his head just yet, but noctis can probably feel his breathing evening out already. ]
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[ he doesn’t say anything, for a moment, choosing instead to nod. it feels like nothing can fill this void in his heart, and maybe that’s true, but it doesn’t mean he has to give up. there are so many people here willing to be around him, and that means more than he can say. ]
Sorry. [ just one more time, and then he pulls back, wiping a hand across his eyes. ] I’m happy, but it hurts.
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[ he doesn’t say anything, for a moment, choosing instead to nod. it feels like nothing can fill this void in his heart, and maybe that’s true, but it doesn’t mean he has to give up. there are so many people here willing to be around him, and that means more than he can say. ]
Sorry. [ just one more time, and then he pulls back, wiping a hand across his eyes. ] I’m happy, but it hurts.