[Even if it hasn't been so long, Noct is gone and they don't know how long it's going to be before he gets back. He has to come back and it's dark out all the time and just, everything's gone to hell. He squeezes Noct and lets go.]
Well you know, uh, you had a thread on the back of your shirt. Loose. Loose thread. Got it!
[A lame excuse, but hopefully enough of one to lighten the mood between them, thick and full of unspoken sorrow.]
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Well you know, uh, you had a thread on the back of your shirt. Loose. Loose thread. Got it!
[A lame excuse, but hopefully enough of one to lighten the mood between them, thick and full of unspoken sorrow.]