[And at that, Noctis gives a slow shake of his head. He remembers, vaguely, what Nyx had told him, in not so many words. Details were dangerous, they heralded the weaving of a story that required him remembering all of its threads, and therefore should be considered something to be avoided.
He takes the advice of his Glaive to heart. His response reflects that.]
We do. But those are kept close, and not for strangers to know.
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He takes the advice of his Glaive to heart. His response reflects that.]
We do. But those are kept close, and not for strangers to know.
[He offers nothing more than that.]