[He can't imagine what Noct must be thinking. (Not true. He can imagine all sorts of things, none of them good. He has to remind himself none of them are true.) The silence only lasts a moment or two, but it feels like an eternity.
His arm jerks at the touch, but after a moment of a hesitation, he nods.]
Um. Y-yeah. Sure.
[His fingers shake some as he works over the clasp of the bracelet, until it fall away and he holds his bare arm out. Aranea had got a potion on him quickly enough. There's hardly any scarring.]
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His arm jerks at the touch, but after a moment of a hesitation, he nods.]
Um. Y-yeah. Sure.
[His fingers shake some as he works over the clasp of the bracelet, until it fall away and he holds his bare arm out. Aranea had got a potion on him quickly enough. There's hardly any scarring.]