[If they could've just stayed that way. Spending days on end in the gardens- Noct with an endless supply of questions and Ignis answering them. All of them. And fishing. And books about underwater creatures. He really missed those.]
Mmn. So... [with legs up and heels resting on the edge of the chair, Noctis rest his chin on his knees, hoping it will hide a bit of his blush,]... what are we going to do?
[He knows what he wants to do. But he can't decide on it by himself.]
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Mmn. So... [with legs up and heels resting on the edge of the chair, Noctis rest his chin on his knees, hoping it will hide a bit of his blush,]... what are we going to do?
[He knows what he wants to do. But he can't decide on it by himself.]