Nah, it's fine. Seriously. And, uh. You don't have to look. Just keep staring up at the ceiling, big guy, alright?

[ And with that, he starts to remove the old bandages. His jaw sets, teeth clenched hard. But his hands stay steady, after a brief moment of trembling. He's angry. He and Nari hadn't even damaged a damn thing, and yet-- ]

Shit.

[ His voice is low, just a mumble, but he gets to work. Does what Ardyn did, yesterday: Noctis wets the bandages, then starts wrapping. ]