sunablaze:
   « âïž Â» : heâd nod his head, but it wouldnât teeter his argument in any way. what a terribly drab fashion sense his home has! as a honest and humble prince, he will do what he can to help out any commoner in need. âwhere i am from, black embodies evil and negativity, sickness and bad fortune! usually elderly will wear black.â still holding his wrist, he leaned in close, examining his features, before pipping out, âgold would suit you! with such dark hair and all. gold is a color that symbolizes knowledge! it is a popular accent color in bengal. let us find you something nice!â normally his clothes were made for him, so actually being able to shop is exciting!Â
   except he still doesnât know where that is. he looked forward for a moment, as if it would suddenly strike him where the location was, but nothing. Letting go of his wrist, he trotted himself around him to loop an arm with his. âperhaps it is better if you lead the way!â
     noctis couldnât find it in himself to be truly hurt or offended by the otherâs remarks on his fashion.  he understood the difference in cultures could create a wide margin for misunderstandings, and stella city was filled to the brim with people from vastly different places.  more than anything, he was actually quite curious-- heâd rarely strayed from the black clothing that announced his station as prince.  it would be interesting to see what he looked like under the guidance of someone new.
     âgold, huh?â  as he spoke, instinctively, he drew back when the excitable stranger leaned in close, but it didnât last long enough to cause any real discomfort.
      âyeah, okay.  letâs go.â  noctis was unbothered by the physical nature of the encounter, used to his own best friend being just as quick to grab at him.  he took only a moment to remember the layout of the city before setting off in the direction of the shopping center.  âhey, whatâs your name, anyway?â












