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[Pyra had helped, after all. This holds promise for Noctis, who now knows what’s involved in the process of warping with an additional body. Whether or not he’ll continue to need the help (and there is no shame in this), he’s made a breakthrough.

Somnus allows his hand to be guided and closes his fingers around Noctis' hand, only lifting his head inquisitively when Pyra says something peculiar. They’ve discussed the nature of stars and the life that follows before, but this and that can’t be directly related. Somnus looks at Noctis. Well?]

[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.]

[ ...The both of them seem dumbfounded, and she wonders if they even realize that they're going through the same motions: looking at her, then looking at each other. They are mirror images.

She giggles softly, bringing her hand to cover her lips politely. ]

[ Pyra pays as much tribute as she can to the gods, engaging in touch where she can. With her withdrawal, clasping her hands in front of her, she's not. This is intentional, for this moment; they are from the same world, while she is the outsider. ]

It means you both shine. [ She explains herself with a smile. ]

And, together, ...I think you two can accomplished just about anything for the future.

[They shine with the Light lent to them by the Crystal. Noctis has yet to bathe in that power in full, but he has received the Crystal's blessing. Certainly, they'll require each other for the future to come to pass in their world; here, however, they are all outsiders.

He extends his other hand toward Pyra.]

No future can be accomplished alone.

Okay, we're doing this now?

[After allowing himself a moment to quirk a brow questioningly at the both of them, he lifts his free hand in Pyra's direction as halfway between an offering and a shrugging gesture. Magic circle of friendship, got it. This is like something out of a video game- something good will come of this. Magically.]

[ From her look that follows their offering alone, it seems she hadn't expected either of them to offer their free hands to her. It would have been easy to back away from them, to make her way back to her townhouse to finally rest.

Instead she steps forward slowly, unclasping hers to lift them. Gingerly, her fingers find their outstretched palms. ]

[ Stepping forward, her smile returns then and only then as she turns her touch into a proper grasp. It is by their graces that she may stand with them. Two mortal kings holding such power, and now they hold her hands. ]

Noctis. Somnus.

[ She looks from one to the other. How does she put into words, the gratefulness she has for having the opportunity to know both of them, to be invited to join them? To stand in the light of the dawn alongside them? The gods of this world seek touch, and through that touch it seems that bonds form regardless of distance. She shouldn't be in their light, but here she is.

No, nothing extraordinary or magical happens, but her smile brightens evermore, her eyes shining with gratefulness. She feels honored, touched, almost breathless with joy. If she had a heart, it would be fluttering with delight.

She speaks as if making a promise. She's tired, but she has all the energy in the world to make this vow to them, squeezing their hands, ] Your futures, ...we will fight for it.

[They’re doing this now.

But between himself and‌ Pyra, enough pretty words have been uttered. Somnus doesn’t return the squeeze, opting to watch her carefully instead. It’s early and he observed no signs of her returning to the townhouse on his way out. She’s been out overnight, and perhaps linked to his descendant the whole while. He pulls his hand out of Noctis’.

Their future isn’t for her to fight. Together, it’s the future of this world for which they should grasp in order to return to their respective worlds.

Somnus faces Noctis.]

Dawn has broken. Remember this moment, and rest while there is time.

[He turns toward Pyra.]

Let us return.

[Yeah, that's about what he'd expected out of Somnus, and it nets an amused look from Noctis as he's released from his ancestor's grasp. He gives Pyra's hand a light squeeze before it, too, is released, and he takes a step or two backwards.]

Resting is so going to happen. Not used to all-nighters. [He pauses, and then-] Thanks, Pyra. For everything.

[Even if this newfound ability has certain limitations, which may or may not be insurmountable themselves... even with that, it means so much just to have accomplished something. It gives him hope to keep trying, and he hasn't felt that in a long while.]

[ With Noctis' hand slipping from hers and the long night over, she's left with her other hand still held by Somnus'.

She's the one who should be thanking him. ] No... Thank you. [ Pyra inclines her head, smiling gently. ] This is just the beginning. [ With practice, with others, he is sure to learn far more. She, too, won't leave this be at one lesson if he's willing to learn more... But for now--

She lifts her free hand to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, somewhat slowly, and then she looks back to Somnus. ] Will you be escorting me back? [ It wouldn't be too imposing, she supposes, so long as contact can be continued for the gods here.... but she's surprised he wouldn't go off and do-- whatever it is that he does in the morning alone. ]

[All-nighters and intensive warping exercises don’t tend to agree with each other, after all. Having said what qualifies as their goodbyes, Somnus meets Pyra’s eyes and nods.]

I did not see you last night. If you require rest, I will take us there.

[His morning routine can wait. It's still a touch early to be doing anything of much significance, anyway.]

[Noctis raises his brow at them - what, what, what is that, just how close are they - but refrains from asking. The nature of their relationship, if he's going to get an answer at all, can certainly wait. He needs to sleep. So instead he offers up a casual wave and wanders off a few steps... before pausing, turning around and calling back in Pyra's, or technically both of their directions,]

Hey, you can call me Noct!

[And then he spins on his heel and warps the heck away because embARRASSING--]

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