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thesilverhairedboy:

noctisluciscaelumffxv:

He looked away from the boy as he nodded, allowing him to come close to check his wound, wincing in pain as he did.

“hmm..” was all he said as a reply. He was on the verge of forgiving him but he wasn’t that easy to win over.

Hope walked up to him slowly, still slightly afraid. It seemed that the wound really wasn’t a serious one, but he was sure it hurt a lot. He touched the skin around the wound and let it heal with some of the remaining medic’s powers he had. Of course, his magic wasn’t the same anymore, but enough to treat a wound like this one, without exhausting Hope completely.

“There”, he whispered and instantly took a step away from him.

Noctis looked at the wound, then up at the white haired boy. “Your magic..” he said, looking stunned. “I mean.,, magic is common here but..” he was lost for words, looking at his wound that barely had a scratch, any signs of it ever being there, other than the blood patch on his clothes. He stood up, feeling next to no pain in his arm to address the boy properly.

“Thanks..”