(His jaw hardens, tension running through his face and causing his muscles to lock. There's no one enemy to attack, no one he could use to vent. Here, he's unable to even fight back against the people who hurt his father.
Damn it. Damn it, damn it, damn it. His home, his people, all the people he'd grown up around, his dad...
Luna, Ignis, Gladio, Prompto, Cid, Iris...they were all okay. If any of them had been left behind, they would have perished in the city as well.
Noctis drops back.)
The kitchen. (He isn't hungry. He isn't anything besides angry and hurt.) In the center. (This much will give him a second to be alone.)
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Damn it. Damn it, damn it, damn it. His home, his people, all the people he'd grown up around, his dad...
Luna, Ignis, Gladio, Prompto, Cid, Iris...they were all okay. If any of them had been left behind, they would have perished in the city as well.
Noctis drops back.)
The kitchen. (He isn't hungry. He isn't anything besides angry and hurt.) In the center. (This much will give him a second to be alone.)