[ ... why did he help this guy. Why. There's a bad mood and then there's this, unwilling to give an inch in return for a foot, and Noctis musters his best unimpressed look.
Which quickly melts into awkward contrition when he realizes what he's done, another command down. ]
--ah, right, sorry. [ He even moves the food off of the table, setting it on the seat next to him to spare Hei further. There, you bitch. ]
no subject
Which quickly melts into awkward contrition when he realizes what he's done, another command down. ]
--ah, right, sorry. [ He even moves the food off of the table, setting it on the seat next to him to spare Hei further. There, you bitch. ]
We should probably get going soon anyway.