[ It's too dark to see much out this way, but the screams, cries, and groans have died a bit, enough that Noctis feels like he can take a breather, though the moment he tries to inhale, all he can taste in the air is burnt and rotting flesh and ...tomatoes. Ick. It's not like he had much of an appetite anyway, but suddenly finding himself in the middle of a vegetable patch is the proverbial answer to 'how can this day possibly get any worse?'
His boot absently nudges one of the giant, bulbous tomatoes, wondering if there is something weird in the soil that's making them grow like this. Of course, the moment he does so, he hears a quiet voice that makes him blink for a moment. Surely, the tomato didn't just talk to him... no, he's hearing things.
He lets his gaze flit around quickly just to be extra certain before absently nudging the tomato again with his boot. ]
You ...didn't just talk to me, did you?
[ It had just been his own sleep-addled, exhausted mind at work here, hadn't it? Man, he could really go for some shut-eye about now. ]
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His boot absently nudges one of the giant, bulbous tomatoes, wondering if there is something weird in the soil that's making them grow like this. Of course, the moment he does so, he hears a quiet voice that makes him blink for a moment. Surely, the tomato didn't just talk to him... no, he's hearing things.
He lets his gaze flit around quickly just to be extra certain before absently nudging the tomato again with his boot. ]
You ...didn't just talk to me, did you?
[ It had just been his own sleep-addled, exhausted mind at work here, hadn't it? Man, he could really go for some shut-eye about now. ]