[Even if Carl is no longer present in his life, he still is, in a way. Helping Markus become the kind of person to be proud of, alive in the choices he makes everyday. He can't imagine those years without him; doesn't want to. Keeps those memories held tightly against him, even if it means that grief hasn't had a chance to dissolve.
And for Markus, that's fine, in the end.
Noctis’ forestalled gesture is too obvious to not be noted. It falls into the trap of awkwardness, half-completed, but Markus takes the reins instead, not so affected by that brand of self-consciousness. It’s easy enough to scoot slightly closer, to place a gentle yet affirming hand on the young man’s shoulder.
Commiseration, he had once told him. Maybe this is it. ]
And do you feel the same way? That you've begun to change, too?
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[Even if Carl is no longer present in his life, he still is, in a way. Helping Markus become the kind of person to be proud of, alive in the choices he makes everyday. He can't imagine those years without him; doesn't want to. Keeps those memories held tightly against him, even if it means that grief hasn't had a chance to dissolve.
And for Markus, that's fine, in the end.
Noctis’ forestalled gesture is too obvious to not be noted. It falls into the trap of awkwardness, half-completed, but Markus takes the reins instead, not so affected by that brand of self-consciousness. It’s easy enough to scoot slightly closer, to place a gentle yet affirming hand on the young man’s shoulder.
Commiseration, he had once told him. Maybe this is it. ]
And do you feel the same way? That you've begun to change, too?