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[hardbargain]

	"It's Ulric. Make it good." UN: CuriousCoeurl

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[hardbargain]

Squall is right to hesitate, to remind him of what is at stake by rushing off into this the way they are. The combination of Noctis' words and Squall's soothing presence at his side quiet the rage, not lessening it but focusing it. Nyx's arm comes around Squall, tight around his waist and holding him near. He answers that sweet kiss almost absently, in no place to be soft with his lover but unable to deny him.

"We can't take him down." Low and resigned, his free hand coming up to rest on Noctis' shoulder. "Death means nothing here. We can hurt him but if we just kill him outright the Peacekeeper will revive him in the infirmary before the day is done."

He glances to Squall, confused by the offer for a split second before his gaze moves to Griever. "The benefits of a giant fuckin dtf." A snort, amused, something more him than any of the fury over the last few moments. Nyx slips away from Squall to nod at Griever, blade getting sheathed and reaching out to offer himself however the lion man thinks it would be best to carry him. "But just because we can't kill him doesn't mean we can't make sure he knows damn well that if he tries any of his shit here we will find a way to ruin his life."