[He might technically be thirty, but ten of those years was spent sleeping in a magical Crystal. Mentally, Noctis is still only twenty, and even then it's sometimes that much is questionable.
To be fair, though, it isn't as if he hasn't matured in some ways. The strength to keep moving in the face of darkness, the will to accept sacrifice for the sake of others. He's more unwavering now than he was before, and uncertainty doesn't leak from him nearly as much.
Being teased about being a perv, though? Yeah, he hasn't adapted to that.]
If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have found the kitchen. [He says it with lazy defiance, only half committed to the admittedly silly statement. Though her memory that leaks through (hospital bed?) gives him pause.]
Like I said, I'm not like... that. [Whatever that inkling of a memory was, he wants to make this clear.]
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To be fair, though, it isn't as if he hasn't matured in some ways. The strength to keep moving in the face of darkness, the will to accept sacrifice for the sake of others. He's more unwavering now than he was before, and uncertainty doesn't leak from him nearly as much.
Being teased about being a perv, though? Yeah, he hasn't adapted to that.]
If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have found the kitchen. [He says it with lazy defiance, only half committed to the admittedly silly statement. Though her memory that leaks through (hospital bed?) gives him pause.]
Like I said, I'm not like... that. [Whatever that inkling of a memory was, he wants to make this clear.]