[ the mood is never going to be recaptured, Noctis. never, ever, ever. he sighs, rather dramatically, ending it with a little puff of exaggerated irritation. with one dark nailed hand, he makes a grand gesture toward the words that are coming out of his mouth.
then, he clears his voice.
take 2. ]
I really shouldn't be surprised—[ whatever. ]—but it does seem like they haven't seen anything like us before, etcetera etcetera.
[ now he stares dead at Noctis like he's expecting something. ]
no subject
then, he clears his voice.
take 2. ]
I really shouldn't be surprised—[ whatever. ]—but it does seem like they haven't seen anything like us before, etcetera etcetera.
[ now he stares dead at Noctis like he's expecting something. ]