those crystal blues

[carbungle]

♥ Who: Noctis and... some people!! CR-related.
♥ Where: @ the Caelum junior house
♥ When: around now, yolo
♥ What: a wall breaks, a flood rushes in. try not to drown.
♥ Rating: PG, thar be some blood


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[iustaegis]

I think we can hold off on early morning for now, since your one job is to do your best to rest. [ Which includes sleeping in, if he needs any reminder that she's going to hold him to his task of recovery. ] And I mean it, both the resting and the 'doing your best' part.

[ Pyra's hand leaves his cheek, moving to lie over his beating heart again. There's no counter for when either of them might leave this world, which means there's only so many more times she might be able to feel the warmth of him beneath her hands. She won't take this for granted. ]

You can take things a day at a time, being patient with yourself. You can do your best, too. But... remember: your level of best can change, day to day, too.

[ The standards he holds himself to when he's fully healthy shouldn't be the same to which he should hold himself while recovering. Some days will be more difficult than others, some will not be. The 'best' he can do can change moment to moment, and he shouldn't be so hard on himself. ]

[carbungle]

The reminder... probably helps.

[Hard to admit, but she has a good point in all of that. Sometimes the complaint that he's doing his best and that people shouldn't expect more from him is true, and sometimes it's just laziness on his part. But no one should be expected to function in peak condition all day, every day. It's not healthy, and that's something he needs help remembering sometimes. Lofty expectations make for anxious princes.]

You're allowed to drag me back to bed if I look like I'm pushing myself too hard. Pick me up and throw me in there if you gotta. You're strong enough to pull it off. [Actually, the mental image is pretty funny, albeit embarrassing.] I won't fight you.

[iustaegis]

Oh, it'll be my pleasure. [ The lighter banter makes her own smile come easier, too. As if having the same mental image, she can't help a soft giggle. ]

I'll probably just end up cuddling with you and Carbuncle, too.

[carbungle]

Don't think either of us will mind. Actually, that reminds me. Bud, this is okay, right? The two crystals aren't gonna cause a problem with each other?

[He has no idea how one would work with the other, and their magics have never interfered dangerously before, but they've never been so... entwined. He doesn't want Pyra to end up getting hurt for saving him.

In response to his call, Carbuncle pads casually around the two, ears flicking. It stretches out, yawns hugely for such a little creature, then curls up wordlessly against Noct's side, tucked in a spot between their bodies. Noctis blinks, then relaxes again.]

...Guess that settles it.

[iustaegis]

I think Carbuncle has the right idea. [ She reaches out to pet the little Messenger behind its ears. ] Do you think you can follow his lead, Noct?

[ Her hand returns to his chest, drawing a heart over his heart. There's people waiting for him outside, and she's sure he'd know that without her telling. But if she says that now, perhaps he'd only want to wake up sooner, and right now she wishes to encourage rest. ]

[carbungle]

[His eyes follow her hand, after a moment recognizing her intention. The fact that he'd ended up back in her lap so quickly is clue enough of what's necessary- and would be, even without her multiple reminders to take it easy and rest. Yeah, he's at least 75% of the way there already, feeling the strain on his eyes trying to keep them open. It's bound to be worse when he's in his real body.

He doesn't want to sleep and wake up on the other side, in truth. Not for a while yet. Doing that will mean more pain and exhaustion than here, confronting the consequences of what just happened, having to answer uncomfortable questions. That time will come no matter what he does, but... still. It's difficult.

Nevertheless, he closes his eyes.]

...You'll be there?

[Needy, a little clingy perhaps when she's already given so much, but he doesn't want to wake up alone.]

[iustaegis]

I'll be there.

[ Lifting her hand to her lips, she kisses the tips of two of her fingers, then pressing the pads of them to the center of his lips, sealing the promise.

He's welcome to sleep within this realm until he's ready, and it's likely to be a gentler rest than if he were slumbering within the confines of his own physical body. Until he's ready to wake, she'll be with him. ]