week 3; bros who suffer together, survive together (maybe)

[elemancy]

[most of the afternoon was spent outside the reaches of the main town, out on the homestead. it was... not easy. nor was it fun. really? noct could use probably about.

oh, who knows?

84 naps? 84 naps sounds good.

either way, before he does that—there's someone else he sorely needs to check on. but when noctis doesn't see percy anywhere in sight, his first thought is to see if he's in his room. he... understands this well. too well, given what had happened in altissia.

(though perhaps worse in some ways, if only because noctis saw it and was helpless, but this isn't a competition for worst way for your girl to die and be dead, so he's sure as hell not considering it that way.)

he'll knock softly at the door.]

Hey... it's me. [noct is so good at greetings, right?] Got a sec?

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[hydrokinetics]

Okay. I trust you enough to be here. Is that simple enough? [Yes Noct, he knows you can be trusted. But regardless.]

[elemancy]

It's a start. I might have to kick your ass if you stop trusting me, though.

[#bros

it's a pitiful attempt to get his mind off things, but it's fine.]

[hydrokinetics]

You're not allowed to kick my ass when I'm already down, dude. That goes against the bro code. [But he's grinning just slightly into Mrs. O'Leary's fur.] But I'll definitely kick that in mind.

[elemancy]

Wrong. Sometimes someone kicking your ass when you're down is what you need.

[the bro code you learn when gladio is one of your bros, apparently.] Y'know. Tough love.

[hydrokinetics]

Can we schedule a raincheck for you to kick my ass tomorrow? [Why are they this way.]

[elemancy]

Don't think I won't hold you to that.

[because they're dumb boys.]