[Well, what? Noctis... is not actually much help with this, sorry. His gaze darts from Pyra, to Somnus, to their joined hands, then back again, rather deer-in-headlights in the moment, uncertain of what Pyra's intent or her meaning for the gesture might be. He likes Pyra and greatly appreciates her help - especially today - but many of the things she says come across as poetic fluff that doesn't make much sense to him. Are they stars? She seems to think so. Will she explain if he asks? Probably not, based on their track record.
Finally he lifts his shoulders in a shrug, in response to the look he's getting from Somnus.]
I just kind of roll with it at this point.
[After what she managed to help him accomplish today, he'd let her get away with calling him a lot of things, honestly. Most days he gets worse from his friends.]
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Finally he lifts his shoulders in a shrug, in response to the look he's getting from Somnus.]
I just kind of roll with it at this point.
[After what she managed to help him accomplish today, he'd let her get away with calling him a lot of things, honestly. Most days he gets worse from his friends.]