[As if he's noticing his surroundings for the first time, Noctis' chin lifts and his attention moves to the freshly hammered boards.
Oh.
There's a small shuffle of his feet- it isn't shyness, it's the nagging sensation of having other things looming over his head. It's incredibly unlikely that he's being followed, or watched for that matter, but that doesn't keep the need for privacy any further from the forefront of his mind.
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[As if he's noticing his surroundings for the first time, Noctis' chin lifts and his attention moves to the freshly hammered boards.
Oh.
There's a small shuffle of his feet- it isn't shyness, it's the nagging sensation of having other things looming over his head. It's incredibly unlikely that he's being followed, or watched for that matter, but that doesn't keep the need for privacy any further from the forefront of his mind.
Noctis' hands go restlessly to his pockets.]
Can I come in?