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“I wish for a purpose, but, if death is all you will offer, it may be time for me to join my family in the afterlife.” Oh, but he had always been ready to remain until the end of his line. “If you were to give me a purpose, what purpose would you give me?”

“Should you not try it before passing judgement?”

rexcviii replied to your post: “¦.still the prettiest”:

"My my my."

“I would have had it shaped, but I…was admittedly impatient. I wished to see you.”

“Oh! You can sense me.” The spirit gained a material form, an appearance no more than a living man. On his face, he wore a proud grin. “Why, of course you can. You are a very special boy after all.”

Noctis visibly jumped as the man appeared in front of him, summoning a sword from his armiger without even really thinking. It was only a training blade – he wasn’t quite old enough for a real sword, his father said. It would serve as a means of protecting himself though.

"Oh, yes." How did one flirt with particularly tough men? It was not Optimus's forte, but he was willing to try. Always willing to try for a man. "What would a man such as yourself do for fun?" Perhaps he could offer to do whatever it may be with him. Unless it was a hay ride or something equally as messy. Bahamut help him if he had to sit on filth.

The young soldier raised a brow, seemingly at a loss for words. He had a healthy amount of respect for the King as he treated him well enough, but  most of the time, those of noble tended to ignore him unless they wanted him. Many seemed to think that he doubled as a butler.

“A man such as myself? I suppose I would train.”

It was all he really did.