[ If nothing else, she's successfully managed to distract him—at least for the moment. He turns the glass vial in his fingers gingerly, staring at it like he's never seen anything like it before ( not like he's ever used perfume in his life, okay ).
He gives it a little puff and, sure enough, ends up with a faceful of heavily floral perfume. He coughs, blinking, more surprised than anything. Congrats, Noctis, now you smell like flowers in a room full of death. ]
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[ If nothing else, she's successfully managed to distract him—at least for the moment. He turns the glass vial in his fingers gingerly, staring at it like he's never seen anything like it before ( not like he's ever used perfume in his life, okay ).
He gives it a little puff and, sure enough, ends up with a faceful of heavily floral perfume. He coughs, blinking, more surprised than anything. Congrats, Noctis, now you smell like flowers in a room full of death. ]
Wh—what's this supposed to be for?