[week four - friday]

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[ It's strange, having Percy carry her everywhere.

It's become familiar it's happened so much. He's strong, and doesn't seem to think much of picking her up and hauling her around. She's started to find it kind of ... weirdly comforting. Curling up in his arms and resting her head on his shoulder, curling up so she can tuck herself beneath his chin...

It makes her feel safe. A preciously rare feeling in this place.

She'll be quiet, leaning against him in just this way with her arms looped loosely around his neck, as he carries her away from the investigation. It's only once she's fairly assured they won't be overheard that she pipes up: ]

What did you want to talk about, Percy?

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[hydrokinetics]

[A hand comes up to smooth over her hair, a futile gesture, maybe, but one that has always made him feel better when his mom did it to him. He's trying here.]

We will. Before this game's over, we're going to find the truth. But tomorrow we need to focus on the new trial. It's going to be hard, but this gives us something to focus on next week. The truth. We can do that. [They're finally at the hotel at least.]

...wanna come hang out in our room for a while? Harry'll probably be there soon, too.

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Mhm.

[ Xion snuggles against him, sighing as she finds the perfectly comfortable position in his arms. ]

I'd like that.

[ They need so many answers. The suspicion of Noctis that's now in both their hearts will eat away at her. But all they can do is trust each other, rely on each other's strength, and keep walking, no matter what. ]

[hydrokinetics]

[It's important to him, he think. It's important to protect her and help her, especially now that she's putting her life literally in his hands. So he allows this again and maneuvers the door to get inside, keeping her from slipping or banging her limbs against the doorframe.]

Cool. [And that's all he says as he begins to ascend the stairs. He doesn't know when and he doesn't know how, but things will be resolved. Things will be alright. They have to be...or perhaps he'll die trying. There's nothing more to say on the topic and he knows better than to press. All he can do for her now is keep her mind off of the awful suspicion and ease her into tomorrow.]