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[She nods her head, eyes flicking across his face to watch the changes in his expression, even as he turns away.]

You'll learn a lot about yourself, too. Things you didn't know before.

[There's a sense of understanding there that becomes palpable in the amount of warmth that settles in the air, and the way the sun seems to shine through the windows a little bit brighter than earlier.]

[A soft breath leaves his lungs.]

Does that half suffocated feeling ever go away?

[He says this lightly and with a smile. He doesn't mean that in a negative way. More just... does that feeling of screwing it all up ever go away? Because he can't get it to.

He probably sounds somewhat like a boy in that moment...]

Sometimes, but never fully.

[If he's asking from her experience, anyway. Lightning tilts her head in thought, keeping her voice gentle and comforting, despite the truth behind what she's saying. The two of them are probably far more similar than they like to think but it makes it easier to open up to Noel about these kinds of things. Things she wouldn't otherwise talk about.]

Some days I think it's only made it worse.

[Being scared of ruining everything has been a heavy thing on Noel's shoulders. He's been alone for so long that he sometimes wonders if he'll somehow have this ripped away from him too. So...

He raises his gaze to her with a slightly raised eyebrow. Obvious curiosity and concern in his gaze.]

Trouble in paradise?

Something like that.

[She can feel his eyes on her but Lightning doesn't look, choosing to keep her focus on her fingers curling and uncurling into a fist on the counter.]

You feel afraid... [Her voice drops, falling away into a murmur.] Afraid that someone or something is gonna mess it all up or take it away.

[The very potent fear is one that will never truly disappear.]

You feel it too?

[Noel lets out a small huff and nod.]

Yeah.

[And he doesn't really have an answer how to get rid of that feeling. It's just always as the back of his mind even if he's feeling happier than he has ... well- ever.

So he smiles at her lightly.]

I suppose the best thing to do is ... cherish it.

Make sure you do.

[Lightning pops the lid back onto the container of strawberries, pressing down on it firmly with her palm until it makes a click, filling the brief silence.]

We don't know what tomorrow's gonna be like.

[That's very true for the both of them, isn't it. The whole household, really... It's always harrowing to hear.]

Right...

[He rolls his shoulders and crosses his arms next.]

So. You going to teach me to dance, or what?

[Her brows raise at him. Is he being serious right now...]

You saying you don't know how?

[As if she's much of an expert on it, either. The most she remembers is what she was shown at the Masquerade.]

You wanna impress her with your dancing, you're on your own with that one.

There wasn't exactly annual galas on Gran Pulse.

[He says this with a shrug.]

Maybe I'll just avoid it then.

You might've been able to avoid the last dance but I'm not so sure you'd get away with it at the wedding.

[She smiles, fond and warm.]

Not sure Serah would let you.

... Or Snow.

[Noel's expression grows immediately exasperated.]

Snow...

Maybe I'll just up and ask Penelo to teach me. She says she dances.

[She nods, aware that they both know what she means by that. If either were caught not dancing, Snow would be the person who'd get them dancing.]

Could always ask Iggy or Gladio if you wanna surprise her. Even Noct. [She smiles wryly because the image of Noel dancing with any of them...] I'm sure the Crownsguard and his Highness have some tricks up their sleeves

No thanks.

[He says this pretty quickly with a shrug of his shoulders.]

Those guys have enough dirt on me and I don't need to be adding to the pile.

[You know exactly what he's talking about, Lightning.]

What, you worried Gladio'll accidentally toss you into a tree again?

[Lightning knows full well what he's talking about. She brings the fruit containers with her over to the fridge and organizes them neatly in little stacks on the shelf.]

Your loss. Guess we'll have to wait for the wedding to see if it'll pay off.

No comment.

[He snorts with some quiet laughter and then turns to leave the kitchen.]

If I keep my dancing limited to Serah and Penelo only, maybe I can get away with my dignity.

[He waves.]

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