It isn't that he isn't happy to hear Gladio's voice after losing him in Struxta, but the disappointment he feels makes his shoulders visibly droop. No, of course not, of course his father wouldn't be here - and never will be here. No matter how many times he thinks he sees him, thinks he hears him, he can't be here of all places. Magic doesn't work that way. He said it himself to Connor even, and he knows it's true.
Noctis still tries to stand, wobbling a bit when he rises because sitting had been so much easier, and he tries to ignore how much everything sucks right now because Gladio is back. Blearily trying to look through his bangs, Noct never quite makes eye contact even as he fumbles a couple of weak steps forward.]
H-haha, yeah right, you probably do have some gray hairs by now though, huh? [He has to quiet the thought, he has to keep it down, he really doesn't need to get stuck on something he can't change like this. He still sort of wishes...]
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It isn't that he isn't happy to hear Gladio's voice after losing him in Struxta, but the disappointment he feels makes his shoulders visibly droop. No, of course not, of course his father wouldn't be here - and never will be here. No matter how many times he thinks he sees him, thinks he hears him, he can't be here of all places. Magic doesn't work that way. He said it himself to Connor even, and he knows it's true.
Noctis still tries to stand, wobbling a bit when he rises because sitting had been so much easier, and he tries to ignore how much everything sucks right now because Gladio is back. Blearily trying to look through his bangs, Noct never quite makes eye contact even as he fumbles a couple of weak steps forward.]
H-haha, yeah right, you probably do have some gray hairs by now though, huh? [He has to quiet the thought, he has to keep it down, he really doesn't need to get stuck on something he can't change like this. He still sort of wishes...]