[Gladio lets out a noise and Noctis makes a pleased noise of his own. Its been too long since he's heard that sound. It makes him think of old times that still don't feel that long for him.
His fingers keep moving across skin. He can feel new scars across the skin and his fingers trace their lines. Part of him wonders how they appeared, what happened that was so bad that a potion couldn't fully heal it.]
I might need some help that.
[Maybe. His facial hair hasn't really grown much since he's woken up. He's debated shaving it off at one point, but he hasn't done it just yet. Maybe he should keep it.]
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His fingers keep moving across skin. He can feel new scars across the skin and his fingers trace their lines. Part of him wonders how they appeared, what happened that was so bad that a potion couldn't fully heal it.]
I might need some help that.
[Maybe. His facial hair hasn't really grown much since he's woken up. He's debated shaving it off at one point, but he hasn't done it just yet. Maybe he should keep it.]