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“Don’t be ridiculous, Noct,” the retainer stated with a scoff at his lips. He cleared his throat, realising that perhaps the Prince was asking for a legitimate reason and not out of the blue. How rude of him to make him feel invalid of his feelings.
“Why would you speak such things? Is something in particular bothering you?” Noctis knew that he could talk to him if he needed anything. They’d been friends ever since they were children. He may possibly know more about Noctis than anyone in Eos.
The immediate answer caught Noctis’ off guard a little and a small snort escaped his lips before the prince could fully smother it, a hint of a smile playing on those corners. Of course Ignis would think that, it made his heart flutter a little lighter and almost smoothed over the insecurity that had begin to gnaw at him.
“I, nothing in particular? I guess? I dunno, just been having these, weird thoughts lately.” Noctis shrugged, shrinking in on himself a little. “I mean, it’s hard to explain.” He exhaled sharply, brows furrowing as his lips pressed together tightly. “I’m not... exactly, princely material, in many ways. I’m kinda hardly a functioning person by myself.”
