[It isn't like he has been standing here trying to purposely read Gladio's wish, but having picked up a paper and string and getting into a sort of line with others to tie it up, it's hard to miss - especially when the big guy doesn't move away. It's sort of embarrassing, catching the writing, but after a moment Noct takes in a breath and steps up beside him, reaching to hang his own strip of paper.
"I want to make my father proud."]
This is kind of a neat festival idea, huh? Something over summer like this. [Don't read my wish and I won't remark on yours.]
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"I want to make my father proud."]
This is kind of a neat festival idea, huh? Something over summer like this. [Don't read my wish and I won't remark on yours.]