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[Very pointedly not responding to that. He didn't... he didn't have friends here. He just... had people he knew.

People he cared about. Maybe a few like that. Dammit.]

Hell of a name. But that's the pot calling the kettle black I guess. [He shrugged. Considering his full name in this life and what Past Him went by, the idiot. He couldn't help but be struck a bit silent by what Noctis' world had been going through, that sounded like hell.]

How'd it finally come back after all of that?