[Good Lord above, Noct is going to combust from how hot his face feels. He briefly remembers that he has Ignis' glasses on top of his head so he takes them off and puts them aside.]
No muscles like Gladio and shorter than you but... I'll believe you.
[He walks up to Ignis, pulling him forward by his shirt,]
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No muscles like Gladio and shorter than you but... I'll believe you.
[He walks up to Ignis, pulling him forward by his shirt,]
When you say it in that voice.