[He blinks, looking down at the shirt appraisingly. It's simple, but that's fine with him; Noctis doesn't need anything fancy, just something that'll cover him up.
He's in the middle of unfolding said shirt when she announces that she's brought donuts.]
Donuts? [Hey, she's got good taste.] I can feel my strength returning already.
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He's in the middle of unfolding said shirt when she announces that she's brought donuts.]
Donuts? [Hey, she's got good taste.] I can feel my strength returning already.