[It's not that he doesn't think Ezio can handle it. He knows he probably can, most of the stuff. But- there's this tug that couldn't just let it be like that. And it's annoying because he knows Ezio is not from Eos and he is not his King and it doesn't make sense but- he'd feel responsible if anything bad happened.
Apparently, the kingly instincts of wanting to protect didn't entirely go dry and rusty as he thought.
But before he could say anything to explain why, the foods here and it gets Noct's attention. And Ezio's apparently. He nods the girl -thanks- and turns to food.]
Great, they sliced it for us. Here- [he picks up one of the slices and places it in Ezio's plate.] You don't need utensils for it. Most of the time.
[He picks up a piece for himself- delighted with how stringy the cheese is- and doesn't hesitate to bite into it immediately. He's hungry, shush.]
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Apparently, the kingly instincts of wanting to protect didn't entirely go dry and rusty as he thought.
But before he could say anything to explain why, the foods here and it gets Noct's attention. And Ezio's apparently. He nods the girl -thanks- and turns to food.]
Great, they sliced it for us. Here- [he picks up one of the slices and places it in Ezio's plate.] You don't need utensils for it. Most of the time.
[He picks up a piece for himself- delighted with how stringy the cheese is- and doesn't hesitate to bite into it immediately. He's hungry, shush.]