[ Noctis echoes curiously, rising from the throne. He's more curious than anything, before he holds his hand out. She's a strange-looking one, but he's always kind of liked her. ] Vriska, right?
[ He pays no mind to the sounds outside, or the roiling, darkened landscape of the dead crawling up underneath the earth, shambling towards the massive windows. ]
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[ Noctis echoes curiously, rising from the throne. He's more curious than anything, before he holds his hand out. She's a strange-looking one, but he's always kind of liked her. ] Vriska, right?
[ He pays no mind to the sounds outside, or the roiling, darkened landscape of the dead crawling up underneath the earth, shambling towards the massive windows. ]