[ She's glad for this, for the fact that he's not letting her go just yet or stammering to make excuses to the people around them. As per usual, Noctis is so very genuine, only this time it's not pen to paper but instead up close and personal. She can't really remember the last time she'd been so happy -- the past few weeks before her passing it seemed like she'd done nothing but be sick and cry. She hadn't been able to find as much joy or happiness lately, mostly because she knew that her time was limited and things were spiraling out of her control. She wasn't sad about her inevitable death, though... she was sad for Noctis, because she'd known that it was going to hit him hard. She'd been sad for her brother, too... they didn't see eye to eye, but she loved her elder brother and knew that though he was encouraging her to continue on, he didn't really want her to.
As cold as Ravus could be, she knows he loves her just as much as she loves him, too.
Noctis' words have her humming and lifting her head again, her content smile still blissfully in tact as she leans in to lightly press her lips against his again, allowing the contact to linger just long enough to let him know that she is, in fact, perfectly fine with this, and that he doesn't need to worry or be nervous. She lightly pulls away but remains close, her eyes practically sparkling with the happiness that she's feeling right now. ]
I don't think you understand how happy you've just made me... but you've nothing to make up for. I'm just glad that you are here. I know that you are needed at home as well, so please forgive me for being so selfish.
[ But really, while she's got the chance, she definitely wants to keep him all to herself, even if it's just for a little while. ]
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[ She's glad for this, for the fact that he's not letting her go just yet or stammering to make excuses to the people around them. As per usual, Noctis is so very genuine, only this time it's not pen to paper but instead up close and personal. She can't really remember the last time she'd been so happy -- the past few weeks before her passing it seemed like she'd done nothing but be sick and cry. She hadn't been able to find as much joy or happiness lately, mostly because she knew that her time was limited and things were spiraling out of her control. She wasn't sad about her inevitable death, though... she was sad for Noctis, because she'd known that it was going to hit him hard. She'd been sad for her brother, too... they didn't see eye to eye, but she loved her elder brother and knew that though he was encouraging her to continue on, he didn't really want her to.
As cold as Ravus could be, she knows he loves her just as much as she loves him, too.
Noctis' words have her humming and lifting her head again, her content smile still blissfully in tact as she leans in to lightly press her lips against his again, allowing the contact to linger just long enough to let him know that she is, in fact, perfectly fine with this, and that he doesn't need to worry or be nervous. She lightly pulls away but remains close, her eyes practically sparkling with the happiness that she's feeling right now. ]
I don't think you understand how happy you've just made me... but you've nothing to make up for. I'm just glad that you are here. I know that you are needed at home as well, so please forgive me for being so selfish.
[ But really, while she's got the chance, she definitely wants to keep him all to herself, even if it's just for a little while. ]