( the laugh that comes is enough to ease some of the tension that had seized him up at the mere mention of wasps – and his mouth pulls into a half-pout, half-frown, though it's little more than a mockery of the real thing. above all else, he can't not be glad at the fact that his friend is in good enough spirits to tease, because when he can't even manage that much?
there's definitely something going on.
so … he relaxes. all but deflates, shoulders hunching as he rests his chin on his knees, staring out at the water before them. there's something eerily calming about this time of night, while there are creatures stirring just beyond, and somewhere there's bound to be a daemon lurking about – but here, contained within the safety of the campsite, next to noctis, he doesn't think there could be anything better to keep him in that frame of mind.
he leans a bit more bodily against him, not quite thinking of such a thing as personal space – and that should mean something, really, with how comfortable he's gotten, with noctis especially – and heaves out a sigh that sends the edges of his bangs briefly upward.
he's not pouting.) … hate bugs. They're stupid. And gross. And creepy.
( and, yes, icky. but he'll leave that word for you, and you only. )
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there's definitely something going on.
so … he relaxes. all but deflates, shoulders hunching as he rests his chin on his knees, staring out at the water before them. there's something eerily calming about this time of night, while there are creatures stirring just beyond, and somewhere there's bound to be a daemon lurking about – but here, contained within the safety of the campsite, next to noctis, he doesn't think there could be anything better to keep him in that frame of mind.
he leans a bit more bodily against him, not quite thinking of such a thing as personal space – and that should mean something, really, with how comfortable he's gotten, with noctis especially – and heaves out a sigh that sends the edges of his bangs briefly upward.
he's not pouting.) … hate bugs. They're stupid. And gross. And creepy.( and, yes, icky. but he'll leave that word for you, and you only. )