[Markus almost offers a quiet shrug, despite the solemnity of what they had been talking about. His father, or what makes him feel sad. The stress of this new world, that all of them are fumbling through day-to-day to understand.]
My door is always open, whatever it happens to be.
[Figuratively, of course, because guess who DOESN'T KNOW NOCTIS IS GOING TO BE LIVING WITH THEM??]
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[Markus almost offers a quiet shrug, despite the solemnity of what they had been talking about. His father, or what makes him feel sad. The stress of this new world, that all of them are fumbling through day-to-day to understand.]
My door is always open, whatever it happens to be.
[Figuratively, of course, because guess who DOESN'T KNOW NOCTIS IS GOING TO BE LIVING WITH THEM??]