[No, that's just when Regis tries to tell them to go home and get some rest/spend time with their families. Something that occasionally works with Clarus, but Cor... He can almost hear the sigh that is on his lips but he doesn't want to talk over what the other two are saying.
What he doesn't hear is his father's solemn nod, nor the look in those tired green eyes that bespeaks volumes to one of his most trusted friends and marshal of the Crownsguard. He is, and if it would help him prepare to face the world and his destiny later, when he would no longer be able to protect him...
He would go into the details of why soon as they hung up.]
Then tomorrow, shortly after daybreak? [Because he knows his son's eating habits and just how likely anything remotely healthy for seven growing birds are to be found in his apartment.] You had best be awake and prepared, Noct.
[Noctis doesn't even need to see his dad's face to know the amusement that's glimmering in those eyes of his. They BOTH are terrible at waking up earlier than noon, and Noctis can't help the groan that leaves him.]
...Yes, Dad. [Fuck formalities when he has to be up before 6AM. He tries to ignore the chuckle on the other end as he hangs up, head in hands.]
It's for the chocobos... [He has a new mantra, now. Thanks, Dad.]
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What he doesn't hear is his father's solemn nod, nor the look in those tired green eyes that bespeaks volumes to one of his most trusted friends and marshal of the Crownsguard. He is, and if it would help him prepare to face the world and his destiny later, when he would no longer be able to protect him...
He would go into the details of why soon as they hung up.]
Then tomorrow, shortly after daybreak? [Because he knows his son's eating habits and just how likely anything remotely healthy for seven growing birds are to be found in his apartment.] You had best be awake and prepared, Noct.
[Noctis doesn't even need to see his dad's face to know the amusement that's glimmering in those eyes of his. They BOTH are terrible at waking up earlier than noon, and Noctis can't help the groan that leaves him.]
...Yes, Dad. [Fuck formalities when he has to be up before 6AM. He tries to ignore the chuckle on the other end as he hangs up, head in hands.]
It's for the chocobos... [He has a new mantra, now. Thanks, Dad.]