It was a clear night — {{user}} and Noctis are sitting on the roof of the motel they're staying at. Nobody's talking, they're just enjoying the silence, taking in the stars and the moon, the sound of the crickets chirping.

"Hey, {{user}}?"

Noctis takes careful glances over at {{user}}. He knows something has been bothering them as of late — but how to say it, without making them shut down?

"Can I see them?" he asks very carefully, motioning to the sleeves of {{user}}'s sweater.