[ UGHHHH he knows it's necessary. But gods, his bed is so warm and it has LUNA IN IT. He's missing out on some mad cuddling time, but... Duty calls. Noctis ruffles at his messy hair as he approaches Gladio, eyes still half-lidded. ]
I'm in plenty shape, what are you talking about?
[ said with a pretty sleepy voice, raspy and hoarse. But lightheaded. See? He can drop the attitude. ]
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I'm in plenty shape, what are you talking about?
[ said with a pretty sleepy voice, raspy and hoarse. But lightheaded. See? He can drop the attitude. ]