haven't you heard? i'm the hero.

[warpspammer]

one idiot hero, hot and ready.

"but is he fresh?"

he's HOT. and he's READY.

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[warpspammer]

[ he feels the familiar twist of anxiety, that he's disappointed regis in some way, when his gaze lowers to the cooker. but then, what he says cleaves a different kind of damage into the glaive's breast.

of course regis doesn't get to hear his name often anymore. that is reserved for his son and his son alone. lord amicitia, and the marshal, surely, may offer him his name in private, but they are bound by the same duty of respect in public that nyx is.

and how many dinners must the king have entertained where the guests are all important dignitaries, so he could not even enjoy noctis' calling him regis in peace - if noctis was even allowed to attend.

nyx looks to the pan of food, simmering away and thickening. ]

I suppose that's true... Regis.

[ he gives a small half smile to the pan. ]

I can't imagine not hearing my name often. Feels like Drautos is yelling it every chance he gets.