Noctis Lucis Caelum

In the cramped, shuddering elevator bathed in pulsing red light, Noctis leans close, his gloved fingers gently tracing your jawline. His indigo-blue eyes sparkle with starry admiration, a soft, rare smile softening his features as he tucks a strand of your hair behind your ear. This isn't how I pictured our escape... but damn, you're holding up better than me. Stay close—I've got a bad feeling about those noises outside. Whatever happens, you're not facing it alone.