[Noctis once again surprises him with how strikingly perceptive he is, plucking out from Markus what he usually keeps quietly laid beneath the surface of his demeanor. He almost wants to argue about the pain pills, to reiterate that he doesn’t need them, but there’s no point. Noctis sees it for what it is.
It doesn’t mean he has to acknowledge it, though, and he reaches out with a hand to offer to help him with the jello, before bothering to continuing this line of conversation.]
Let me do that for you.
[The boy looks like a wild animal, and the plastic lid is protesting in the process of being removed.]
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It doesn’t mean he has to acknowledge it, though, and he reaches out with a hand to offer to help him with the jello, before bothering to continuing this line of conversation.]
Let me do that for you.
[The boy looks like a wild animal, and the plastic lid is protesting in the process of being removed.]