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Loqi waited with patience, not about to pressure the other since this was obviously quite a sensitive topic to him. He raised an eyebrow when Noctis told him he wasn’t like him, because well, he agreed, there was a lot of things that were different about them and –– but that wasn’t what Noctis meant. Loqi couldn’t help but blink in surprise, having obviously not expected that. “You’re… not?” faint disbelief, because well, the other definitely looked the part. “I understand your hesitance then, but in the end then I don’t particularly care for what you have down there or not. I swing both ways, in case you didn’t know,” he replied, though he could understand why the other felt like… ‘warning’ him, perhaps. “I’m faintly impressed though, I really wouldn’t have of guessed.”
This was... a better reaction than Noctis had anticipated it. And it left him at a lost for words for a few moments. Speechless, how annoying. Thankfully, his words came back soon enough. “Well, of course I wouldn’t know... I don’t really know you,” the Prince commented. “Ah-- hormone replacement therapy, I started in my early teens. And I guess I got lucky in the height department, and I’ve got my binder,” he shrugs again, still glancing away. But if you did look, it was possible to see that Noctis actually looked rather pleased at being told Loqi couldn’t see the difference. That he hadn’t guess. It was something the Prince constantly worried about, being misgendered. He’s not blind, and knows his features can look soft at times. Feminine even, with the right look. But as he was right now, that-- was actually nice. What the hell is going on here. “Ah... thanks, I guess, I mean, you don’t have to nice about it.”






