[ San's never had any of that. At least he can't remember having friends or anyone to offer that playful and well-meaning contact. He's wanted it but hasn't had it with anyone. Something about Noctis makes him hopeful. Reluctant, but confident that this could be a good thing.
And he did want to touch Noctis. For the intimacy and comfort of a simple act of affection.
The bump to his arm makes him smile. They were both real. ] Forever. [ San meant it, his words were genuine and honest. As long as he was around, he'd keep Noctis grounded. He'd make sure he always knew that San was there for him. To affirm the sentimentality, he takes Noctis' fist and pushes his fingers open to link their hands. ]
Yeah, we'll keep each other grounded.
[ He didn't know how to be a friend but he understood it began with kindness and trust. He could offer that much. ]
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And he did want to touch Noctis. For the intimacy and comfort of a simple act of affection.
The bump to his arm makes him smile. They were both real. ] Forever. [ San meant it, his words were genuine and honest. As long as he was around, he'd keep Noctis grounded. He'd make sure he always knew that San was there for him. To affirm the sentimentality, he takes Noctis' fist and pushes his fingers open to link their hands. ]
Yeah, we'll keep each other grounded.
[ He didn't know how to be a friend but he understood it began with kindness and trust. He could offer that much. ]