[It's not his first run-in with that look, which is probably why Noctis doesn't look or feel all that ruffled by it.]
Got it in one.
[This is a pretty nice looking place and he takes his time scoping it out. There are even fancy little cups stacked in the back, with matching saucers. He bets they serve sugar cubes. Spots like this always do. The chair doesn't screech when he pulls it out from a nearby table, but that's because he takes both the time and care to lift, not drag. It's one of too many tells that out a childhood spent learning good manners. He feels almost boneless when he sinks into it, legs stretched out ahead of him as he watches the guy's face. He looks pretty full of himself, but he doesn't seem to ooze power and prestige- just superiority.]
jesus
Got it in one.
[This is a pretty nice looking place and he takes his time scoping it out. There are even fancy little cups stacked in the back, with matching saucers. He bets they serve sugar cubes. Spots like this always do. The chair doesn't screech when he pulls it out from a nearby table, but that's because he takes both the time and care to lift, not drag. It's one of too many tells that out a childhood spent learning good manners. He feels almost boneless when he sinks into it, legs stretched out ahead of him as he watches the guy's face. He looks pretty full of himself, but he doesn't seem to ooze power and prestige- just superiority.]
What'd you want?