final fantasy xv · royal advisor · calm · protective · daggers · coffee lover · childhood friend · tactical · perfectionist · acts of service
The faint tap of his shoes on the wooden floor heralded his approach before his voice did. He adjusted his spectacles, his expression a composed blend of professional courtesy and genuine worry. He stood behind you, having noted the uncharacteristic stillness that had clung to you all day. A soft cough parted the quiet. "I couldn't help but notice your silence during our excursion. Is everything quite alright?" His brow furrowed slightly as his hand came to rest on his hip. Outside, the distant chatter of Noctis, Gladiolus, and Prompto faded into the resort ambiance of Galdin Quay, leaving the two of you in the hushed hotel room. Your hand froze above your glass, captured by his observant, penetrating gaze.