[And so Noctis is left alone in the room, staring up at the ceiling once more. The silence allows him a moment to reflect on the situation more readily, and he can't help but feel a sinking sensation in his stomach.
If he couldn't find a way back, what then? Was time moving on without him in his world? Would his friends be all right? And even though they could take care of themselves, their journey would be a moot point without Noctis there. It wasn't vanity that spurred him to think this way, only reason.
And what was the story about this weird girl helpgi him?
He sighs, closing his eyes. Nothing to do about it now, but sleep.]
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If he couldn't find a way back, what then? Was time moving on without him in his world? Would his friends be all right? And even though they could take care of themselves, their journey would be a moot point without Noctis there. It wasn't vanity that spurred him to think this way, only reason.
And what was the story about this weird girl helpgi him?
He sighs, closing his eyes. Nothing to do about it now, but sleep.]