“ WE CANNOT HOPE TO MAKE this better if neither of us talk . ” none of this behavior is warranted nor is it anything that he has SEEN before . odd enough to go from one mood to the next and faster than usual . fidgeting within his seat as if they were moving TOO SLOW for the young king’s taste . always too slow . from the moment galdin had become a figment and lestallum their new reality . it seemed to do nothing for noct’s mood .
which brings them here : an impasse until one fell . years may stand between yet for the first time , he wonders if they entirely mean a thing . they stand on thin ice , the both of them . this much he is certain of , as the rest weighs heavy . there is no telling where this may go .
“ if you have a problem with our venture , it would be wise to say so . ”
@warpedstrike | ( starter call ) .
