Clarus definitely heard Gladio coming far before he saw him, and by the time his son was trying to get in between them Clarus was disengaging. A fight between the two Amicitias wasn't what he needed right now, but taking on his son wasn't outside the realm of possibility, the older man realized.
Posture remaining tense, Clarus took a somewhat defensive position as well. Feet spread, arms at his sides with hands balled into loose fists. If a scuffle were to ensue, he had no intention to be the instigator. But he'd certainly do his best to put Gladio out of the fight if it came to it.
"Did you know about this?" He asked his son, unblinking gaze fixed on his heir's to read his intents and movements, but believe that his peripheral attention was focused on Prompto to be sure the person in question didn't flee the scene. "Did you know the prince's closest friend was born to be a Nifflheim soldier?"
But Prompto's voice caught his attention and the knight shifted his gaze past his son toward the would-be magitek. "Just bait? Or did you have another purpose at Noctis's side?"
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Posture remaining tense, Clarus took a somewhat defensive position as well. Feet spread, arms at his sides with hands balled into loose fists. If a scuffle were to ensue, he had no intention to be the instigator. But he'd certainly do his best to put Gladio out of the fight if it came to it.
"Did you know about this?" He asked his son, unblinking gaze fixed on his heir's to read his intents and movements, but believe that his peripheral attention was focused on Prompto to be sure the person in question didn't flee the scene. "Did you know the prince's closest friend was born to be a Nifflheim soldier?"
But Prompto's voice caught his attention and the knight shifted his gaze past his son toward the would-be magitek. "Just bait? Or did you have another purpose at Noctis's side?"