[Everyone is scrawny compared to Gladio, but Noct isn't going to give him the satisfaction of "saying" that much to him. (Even if it is nothing short of a universal truth.) Instead, he huffs out something that sounds like a half-scoff, as if amused that he's pretty sure they've had a similar conversation before.
A turn of the heel, to both look at his companion and to check that no one's decided to follow them out. For now, at least, it seems as if they're in the clear. He pushes down a feeling of relief, not eager to indulge in it too early.]
(They're not twigs.)
[A great comeback, Noct!
With the words come the dissolving of his sword in shattered blue light, and he next comment is actually spoken. He straightens his shoulders, defying the strain of using his magic in such a manner, though he can't hide it completely through their link. He can put on a brave face, at the very least, coupled with a wry response.]
Give a guy a break. I was asleep for ten years, remember?
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A turn of the heel, to both look at his companion and to check that no one's decided to follow them out. For now, at least, it seems as if they're in the clear. He pushes down a feeling of relief, not eager to indulge in it too early.]
(They're not twigs.)
[A great comeback, Noct!
With the words come the dissolving of his sword in shattered blue light, and he next comment is actually spoken. He straightens his shoulders, defying the strain of using his magic in such a manner, though he can't hide it completely through their link. He can put on a brave face, at the very least, coupled with a wry response.]
Give a guy a break. I was asleep for ten years, remember?