[ Noctis is stumped, quietly staring down at the glowing crystal. It's such a strange, small thing -- but he can feel it, the strength and magic within it. It's not all that different from the crystal that was entrusted to him and his family, but it's... new.
It's Dex.
He reaches out to touch it before looking back at Guren, realising he's been carrying it with him all along. Keeping him safe, perhaps. He bites his lip, swallowing hard against the swell of grief, pulling his hand away and taking a breath. ]
You should eat something.
[ And, as if this is his home, he goes to pour him a glass of water, hunting for both and presenting it before him. He has to keep busy, he has to do something, anything but confront the weight of death right here in this kitchen. ]
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It's Dex.
He reaches out to touch it before looking back at Guren, realising he's been carrying it with him all along. Keeping him safe, perhaps. He bites his lip, swallowing hard against the swell of grief, pulling his hand away and taking a breath. ]
You should eat something.
[ And, as if this is his home, he goes to pour him a glass of water, hunting for both and presenting it before him. He has to keep busy, he has to do something, anything but confront the weight of death right here in this kitchen. ]