[It might sound like he's putting up a fight, but he isn't- it's just Noctis' perpetual need to remind her that he's not entirely useless. He has managed to survive this long, however much he seems to need her advice- but then, Noctis has never believed that he's managed it all alone. He's had to work hard, but he's had plenty of help too.
He follows in after her, shifting to keep himself bodily out of the way, to let her close the door and to let her dictate just how far they're heading inside. Though he shouldn't be surprised, Hanna's admission leaves his eyes widening. He's relieved to hear there are options, it's just that- sometimes he forgets just how live-or-die her world has been.]
It's not for me. [If she's putting her cards on the table, then he needs to ante up as well. Noctis squares his stance like he's expecting a fight, even if it's one he'd definitely lose.] It's my cargo.
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[It might sound like he's putting up a fight, but he isn't- it's just Noctis' perpetual need to remind her that he's not entirely useless. He has managed to survive this long, however much he seems to need her advice- but then, Noctis has never believed that he's managed it all alone. He's had to work hard, but he's had plenty of help too.
He follows in after her, shifting to keep himself bodily out of the way, to let her close the door and to let her dictate just how far they're heading inside. Though he shouldn't be surprised, Hanna's admission leaves his eyes widening. He's relieved to hear there are options, it's just that- sometimes he forgets just how live-or-die her world has been.]
It's not for me. [If she's putting her cards on the table, then he needs to ante up as well. Noctis squares his stance like he's expecting a fight, even if it's one he'd definitely lose.] It's my cargo.
[If she's going to say no, this'll be the time.]