#exounecrosis

Smoking was a BAD habit – it damaged the lungs and caused a whole variety of other health complications. It wasn’t something he had ever allowed his Crownsguard to engage in, at least not on the job or inside the Citadel walls. Seeing Noctis smoking though...it made him angry. The boy he had known since a child – the boy he had watched grow up was willingly damaging his own health and Cor wasn’t sure there was anything he could do about it. He sighed, eyes narrowing as he watched the boy. Whatever temporary relief he was getting from the cigarettes, it wasn’t WORTH it.

The Prince apologised, but there was no sincerity to it. That was obvious by the way Noctis continued to smoke despite Cor’s clear disapproval.  Well, Cor wasn’t about to take that disrespect, not even from the Prince – not when he was endangering his own health. No. The Marshal stared at Noctis for a long moment longer before closing the distance between them. Upon reaching Noctis, he promptly tugged the cigarette out of the Prince’s mouth and dropped it on the floor before crushing it beneath his foot.

“I don’t want to see you smoking again, Highness,” he told him as he moved to join him, leaning against the Regalia just to the Prince’s side. “We can get you some patches while we wean you off them, but you’re quitting.”

“You might think that…”

“No, no! Of course not–!”

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Those words left Cor in a stunned silence for a long while as those words hung in the air. He was at a loss for words. There he had been, lecturing Noctis on the use and dangers of drugs and he came out with that. It was like a PUNCH in the gut. Noctis was HURTING. He was hurting so much that drugs seemed to him like the best answer. The boy was in that much emotional distress and nobody had noticed.

His gaze softened and his hand twitched, wanting to rest itself upon the Prince’s shoulder but refraining. He didn’t want to push the boy, didn’t want to scare him off. He supposed that part of him didn’t feel like he even deserve to offer him comfort. He’d FAILED him by letting him get to that point.

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Prompto had a sad, WORRIED look on his face. He hated when he felt powerless like this. It was important for him to be there for his friends, always. It was the only thing he could do, be optimistic and be a ray of sunshine, because he would never be as strong or as wise as the others. But with Insomnia’s fall and King Regis’ death, Noctis had a lot of pressure on his shoulders, and the blonde only wished he could help him.

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1. This human... is also Magitek! Unlike Chancellor he is MORE human, but often acts like robot! Human must boot up in morning, and takes very long time to process functions. Magitek is sure this human is actually Magitek.

2. This Magitek Unit is malfunctioned! Unit spends lots of time in ‘bed’ to charge, and then continues to work on low energy! Magitek recommends consulting Commander for tune up!