[ The question catches him horribly off-guard, and he has to take a moment to process that Ardyn is expressing concern for him. Noctis doesn't look at him for a while as he pushes his noodles around in his bowl. ]
I'll be fine, [ he says finally, but there's an edge to his voice. He can't push the image of his friends and himself corrupted by the Scourge out of his mind. ]
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I'll be fine, [ he says finally, but there's an edge to his voice. He can't push the image of his friends and himself corrupted by the Scourge out of his mind. ]