[The sullen, stubborn part of him wants to reject her olive branch and storm off but... no, he's better than that. Or well, maybe he's not, but after everything he feels like he should try to be. A ten year wait taught him a lot more patience than he used to have. And she's right - turning each other into enemies would be a terrible start.
Still, he hesitates a moment before reaching down to take her small hand.]
It's... fine. Um... Noctis Lucis Caelum, who just... needs some time.
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Still, he hesitates a moment before reaching down to take her small hand.]
It's... fine. Um... Noctis Lucis Caelum, who just... needs some time.