[Clearly this man needs to be sat upon, lest he kill himself. A few times Noctis had been tempted to pull the damn ring off and hide it away, but the idea of being caught in the act, coupled with an irrational fear of touching it - because it whispered, he'd reached out and it whispered - had prevented him from doing so.
He stands up, giving Regis a final bump on the shoulder before turning and heading off. The bed calls to him.]
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[Clearly this man needs to be sat upon, lest he kill himself. A few times Noctis had been tempted to pull the damn ring off and hide it away, but the idea of being caught in the act, coupled with an irrational fear of touching it - because it whispered, he'd reached out and it whispered - had prevented him from doing so.
He stands up, giving Regis a final bump on the shoulder before turning and heading off. The bed calls to him.]