Ravus feels like time comes to a grinding halt in that moment. Just a second too long of holding his breath, frozen by such a simple word. Family. The thing that's been taken from him again and again, in ever more cruel ways. Until he's been left all alone.
Yet Noctis says it so easily, like it's a given. They're family. Somehow, despite everything, time resumes only when he realizes he's perhaps crushed Noctis up against his side a little too tightly in that brief instant. Like he might slip away forever if he lets go. As his family seems to do.
"I..." But what can he say to that? What can he possibly say that won't cheapen the sentiment, or destroy it altogether? So instead of words, Noctis is going to be find himself properly tugged into Ravus' arms, held fast against his broad chest.
"The woods," he says after a long moment, and exhales a sigh overtop Noctis' head. "I've already been lectured, rest assured."
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Ravus feels like time comes to a grinding halt in that moment. Just a second too long of holding his breath, frozen by such a simple word. Family. The thing that's been taken from him again and again, in ever more cruel ways. Until he's been left all alone.
Yet Noctis says it so easily, like it's a given. They're family. Somehow, despite everything, time resumes only when he realizes he's perhaps crushed Noctis up against his side a little too tightly in that brief instant. Like he might slip away forever if he lets go. As his family seems to do.
"I..." But what can he say to that? What can he possibly say that won't cheapen the sentiment, or destroy it altogether? So instead of words, Noctis is going to be find himself properly tugged into Ravus' arms, held fast against his broad chest.
"The woods," he says after a long moment, and exhales a sigh overtop Noctis' head. "I've already been lectured, rest assured."