[The touch is clearly meant to reassure, but it's also such a personal, gentle gesture that Noctis goes momentarily still beneath her fingers. If this had come when he'd left his home behind, when he'd been making a living in Utopia, or even when he'd first come to the Quad- he might have pulled away. Flinched for the kindness and his own inability to respond.
He's not exactly sure how to answer it now either, but Noctis' posture straightens that last inch anyway and he lifts his chin. A brush off.]
I'm not intimidated. [He does look intimidated. He's mostly just shy and out of his depth.]
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He's not exactly sure how to answer it now either, but Noctis' posture straightens that last inch anyway and he lifts his chin. A brush off.]
I'm not intimidated. [He does look intimidated. He's mostly just shy and out of his depth.]
You were squinting at me.