( It's a directionless anger, one aimed not at the helpful stranger, but the pain that consumes every nerve in his body.
Due to his royal status, Noctis is accustomed to help. Even if he made no difference between himself and the 'commoners' of his land, he was awarded bodyguards to make sure he was always safe. It's that reason that he doesn't feel too suspicious of a stranger helping him in his weakest moment, though it was also true that Noctis has little to give here, little to take. )
Tch!
( The prince often internalizes his real emotions, and he tries to hide the full extent of the pain, but the magnitude makes it impossible. Noctis reaches for cloth, skin, or anything that might be within reach and grasps with more force than he intends. It's meant to be some kind of outlet, some small attempt at controlling something. )
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Due to his royal status, Noctis is accustomed to help. Even if he made no difference between himself and the 'commoners' of his land, he was awarded bodyguards to make sure he was always safe. It's that reason that he doesn't feel too suspicious of a stranger helping him in his weakest moment, though it was also true that Noctis has little to give here, little to take. )
Tch!
( The prince often internalizes his real emotions, and he tries to hide the full extent of the pain, but the magnitude makes it impossible. Noctis reaches for cloth, skin, or anything that might be within reach and grasps with more force than he intends. It's meant to be some kind of outlet, some small attempt at controlling something. )