Yeah, well you'd better keep it above the belt. [He grumbles, smacking the Prince's hands away. But his grin is contagious, and he tries to retain his control by letting Noct run into him, holding his ground.] Or it won't be my fault if you end up training already sore.
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Yeah he knows you do.]Yeah, well you'd better keep it above the belt. [He grumbles, smacking the Prince's hands away. But his grin is contagious, and he tries to retain his control by letting Noct run into him, holding his ground.] Or it won't be my fault if you end up training already sore.