While Noctis worked his way around one side of the room, Kuja went to the other, looking not for an elevator and a faster way up, but stairs, something he could feel beneath his boots and trust more than he trusted the workings of a structure that couldn't maintain its own clock. He had his own magic to boost, should they need, but he hadn't yet mastered the fine art of teleportation without Terran technology behind it or portals that appeared at random to direct him between lands.
No, the stairs would do just fine. And anyway, they led in the direction he and his companion eventually wanted to go. He had one foot on the first of many steps, prepared to start the climb, when Noctis's response caught him, and he turned to look at the man.
His first thought, response there on the tip of his tongue, was that he did not need protecting, but it wasn't the words that kept him in hesitance. It was the tone behind them that he realized he was going to use before he ever said it. Something like this might have offended him once upon a time, but now... it almost had him charmed.
He would have to muse on that later, once this clock business was dealt with well and truly.
"I do not need protecting, but you are welcome to try."
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No, the stairs would do just fine. And anyway, they led in the direction he and his companion eventually wanted to go. He had one foot on the first of many steps, prepared to start the climb, when Noctis's response caught him, and he turned to look at the man.
His first thought, response there on the tip of his tongue, was that he did not need protecting, but it wasn't the words that kept him in hesitance. It was the tone behind them that he realized he was going to use before he ever said it. Something like this might have offended him once upon a time, but now... it almost had him charmed.
He would have to muse on that later, once this clock business was dealt with well and truly.
"I do not need protecting, but you are welcome to try."