[That comment catches Noctis off-guard. The comparison will always shake him, for good or ill; for too long he had grown up thinking that he would never be able to handle the burdens that King Regis shouldered on a daily basis. Even now, ten years later and a Crystal's worth of magic imbued within him, he wonders how his father had done it.
It was a strength he hoped to live up to, when he had told everyone to Walk tall. It had been just enough, in the end, even though his destiny had been cut short courtesy of a visit to the Station itself.
And so, a clear hesitation.]
(I'm sure it was worth putting up with. Dad was a good judge of character, mostly.)
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It was a strength he hoped to live up to, when he had told everyone to Walk tall. It had been just enough, in the end, even though his destiny had been cut short courtesy of a visit to the Station itself.
And so, a clear hesitation.]
(I'm sure it was worth putting up with. Dad was a good judge of character, mostly.)