[ Noctis feels her against him, feels her nose press his own and her eyelashes begin to flutter against his. In their embrace, he wills himself to commit every little feeling to memory. The fear, the worry, the simultaneous relief and happiness that she's here with him and safe. While Lunafreya's complexion is off, her skin is still warm. Her heart is beating and her lungs fill with air and release as needed. She's alive. And so, he hangs on to it. ]
[ He hangs on to her words, labored as they are. But he feels her begin to slip again, and Noctis finds himself unable to move for the time being. The prince holds her close, though he's almost as still as stone when he feels her slip. ]
Luna... Luna--
[ There's immediate worry that her slipping away is to death's embrace, and Noctis holds his breath as he waits for confirmation. For anything. And he chokes out a sob when her soft breath caresses his face. Relief again, knowing she's alive. Noctis sniffles and struggles to steel himself as he gently places her back down on the couch. He reaches for a blanket draped over the back-rest, delicately placing it on top of her. Before he stands, he reaches for her face once more, caressing her cheek. ]
[ He won't lose her again. He refuses... And he'll make sure she knows how grateful he has been for her support and service. How much he's missed her in the last twelve years. ]
[ Noctis makes way for the kitchen to grab his phone and make an immediate call. ]
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[ He hangs on to her words, labored as they are. But he feels her begin to slip again, and Noctis finds himself unable to move for the time being. The prince holds her close, though he's almost as still as stone when he feels her slip. ]
Luna... Luna--
[ There's immediate worry that her slipping away is to death's embrace, and Noctis holds his breath as he waits for confirmation. For anything. And he chokes out a sob when her soft breath caresses his face. Relief again, knowing she's alive. Noctis sniffles and struggles to steel himself as he gently places her back down on the couch. He reaches for a blanket draped over the back-rest, delicately placing it on top of her. Before he stands, he reaches for her face once more, caressing her cheek. ]
[ He won't lose her again. He refuses... And he'll make sure she knows how grateful he has been for her support and service. How much he's missed her in the last twelve years. ]
[ Noctis makes way for the kitchen to grab his phone and make an immediate call. ]