[ Remarkable, honestly. That's the only word for it (besides pitiful, hilarious, sad, photo-worthy, and weirdly endearing).
Noctis's eyes blessedly go southward from Markus all too quickly, cautiously on the lookout as he steps deeper into the apartment after ensuring the door closes. Not like it takes long to spot the man's nemesis, buzzing angrily back and forth as it is. ]
Hey. [ The single word greeting is enough to get Hellachopper's attention, which Noctis anticipates, as Prompto's jacket is immediately balled up and raised high. ] Whoa, look, look-- over here, Hellachopper. See it? Go get it. [ The article of clothing is lobbed towards the kitchen and the death bot predictably reassigns its priorities, ready to dole out destruction to a last-season knock-off ugly jacket and sate itself. ]
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Noctis's eyes blessedly go southward from Markus all too quickly, cautiously on the lookout as he steps deeper into the apartment after ensuring the door closes. Not like it takes long to spot the man's nemesis, buzzing angrily back and forth as it is. ]
Hey. [ The single word greeting is enough to get Hellachopper's attention, which Noctis anticipates, as Prompto's jacket is immediately balled up and raised high. ] Whoa, look, look-- over here, Hellachopper. See it? Go get it. [ The article of clothing is lobbed towards the kitchen and the death bot predictably reassigns its priorities, ready to dole out destruction to a last-season knock-off ugly jacket and sate itself. ]
... want a hand getting down?