[Noctis doesn't respond immediately, quelling his confusion and frustration for once in favour of focusing back on the task at hand, reeling in an empty line and casting it out again. He hasn't caught a thing since they started talking, which is probably a sign that he shouldn't, but that's hardly ever stopped him from doing what he wants.
Even so, he hadn't known what to expect from this, but it sure as hell wasn't this, and it makes him hold his tongue for a while. What's he supposed to do, just ignore the truth he knows now? Play the part like it's meant to be, let Luna die and Ignis lose his eyes? What kind of future is that? It's senseless and he hates the idea of it. And it bothers him even more that Somnus knows of it. What else does this man know that he doesn't?]
...You're a lot more cryptic and weird than I thought you'd be.
[Maybe that's where the Mystic nickname came from.]
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Even so, he hadn't known what to expect from this, but it sure as hell wasn't this, and it makes him hold his tongue for a while. What's he supposed to do, just ignore the truth he knows now? Play the part like it's meant to be, let Luna die and Ignis lose his eyes? What kind of future is that? It's senseless and he hates the idea of it. And it bothers him even more that Somnus knows of it. What else does this man know that he doesn't?]
...You're a lot more cryptic and weird than I thought you'd be.
[Maybe that's where the Mystic nickname came from.]