[Somnus, being himself, doesn't send a reply but does go out the door within a minute of the message's receipt. Whether or not he warps along the way, he's there before long, spotting them on higher ground from a distance. He summons his blade, hurls it with great force, and appears mid air in a shower of sparks once it soars over the rooftop, where he lands on one hand and knee. Dismissing the blade, he closes the gap between them with long strides.
It's rather early for one of them to be up at this hour. Somnus doesn't wonder: He'll find out soon enough.]
Hail, Pyra. [He turns, making no comment nor even glancing down at their joined hands.] Noctis.
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It's rather early for one of them to be up at this hour. Somnus doesn't wonder: He'll find out soon enough.]
Hail, Pyra. [He turns, making no comment nor even glancing down at their joined hands.] Noctis.