[Noctis tenses immediately when the door knob turns, unsure what to expect. And when Acrueid walks in, he merely blinks at her. His hand still grips at the bedpost, tightly, keeping him balanced.]
You... you're the girl from last night.
[The one who saved him. The one who slew the malboro like it was nothing.
His mind churns, despite the confusion threatening to break through the surface. He frowns, shaking his head, then lifts his gaze back to her. (How did she look so cheerful, so unaffected by the night before? It's as if it hardly made her break a sweat.)]
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You... you're the girl from last night.
[The one who saved him. The one who slew the malboro like it was nothing.
His mind churns, despite the confusion threatening to break through the surface. He frowns, shaking his head, then lifts his gaze back to her. (How did she look so cheerful, so unaffected by the night before? It's as if it hardly made her break a sweat.)]
This is your place, isn't it?