[ Okay, she knows he’s not batting his eyes at her on purpose, but goddammit, Noct— ] Is… is that so…?
[ And, seeing that bead of sweat upon his forehead, she almost laments the fact that she wasn’t watching him as he worked. He has a particular look about him whenever he’s thinking or concentrating, focused and determined to see something in his mind’s eye through. She’s certain that his expression moments ago was just that… the kind of expression that also makes her blush just thinking of it.
… ]
Are you going to make another one?
[ She probably couldn’t take it. She’ll probably end up making out with his face if he does. ]
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[ And, seeing that bead of sweat upon his forehead, she almost laments the fact that she wasn’t watching him as he worked. He has a particular look about him whenever he’s thinking or concentrating, focused and determined to see something in his mind’s eye through. She’s certain that his expression moments ago was just that… the kind of expression that also makes her blush just thinking of it.
… ]
Are you going to make another one?
[ She probably couldn’t take it. She’ll probably end up making out with his face if he does. ]