[ In all the while she's been married to him, she's come to understand one thing for certain about her husband: He's terrible at expressing what he truly feels. He'll act as though he doesn't really care (when he absolutely does) or stay quiet if something is bothering him.

It took her some time, but she figured out some tells— some she's noticing now, rather. Though there's the slightest flush of colour that warms her ear and cheeks when he touches her, and she releases a shy chuckle— ]

Goodness, we've been married half a year and this is the first time you've complimented my appearance. I don't know whether to be happy or worried it's when I'm in my pajamas.

[ She's teasing him, though she's flattered internally. Placing away her phone, she presses her hands to the ground and moves closer, bumping her shoulder against his. It's a lot bolder of a move than she'd usually make, and she brings her face in front of his. ]

You're being cute, your highness. It's going to make me want to stay and ruin your precious sleep time.

[ Though, she absolutely wouldn't mind staying the night- but Noctis always feels like a shy kitten sometimes, so she's been treading carefully. ]