[He glances back at her, really looking this time, his head tilted curiously at her words. Protect... there it is again, that idle thought he's been considering. Not so she can protect him, because it's hardly necessary here, but... because the idea of sharing isn't as frightening as it might have been months before, when the betrayal of the Kingsglaive was still so close to his heart, an open wound and the source of his grief. When he'd closed ranks and shared his strength only with the men closest to him.
He wants to start trusting people again, to not let what happened at home ruin it for him or anyone else who might benefit. For his own sake, but also...
With a thoughtful expression, Noctis turns his hand in hers to clasp it, more of a pledge than a handshake or hold, and he smiles again, soft and cautious.]
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He wants to start trusting people again, to not let what happened at home ruin it for him or anyone else who might benefit. For his own sake, but also...
With a thoughtful expression, Noctis turns his hand in hers to clasp it, more of a pledge than a handshake or hold, and he smiles again, soft and cautious.]
I want us to protect each other.