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Rosalind Lutece

Doctor of physics, professor at Recollé University.

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Either accept the bet or I'll renegotiate my terms as well.

[ SIGH. ]

How short are we talking?

Trim your bangs towards around your eyebrows, shorten up the rest of it by at least an inch and a half.

That'll look stupid. My bangs aren't even that long.

[ STILL. PROTESTING. ]

What if I just push it back for a day or something?

Noctis, if you're not prepared to bet with me, that's perfectly all right. All you have to do is say.

[ Damn it. ]

Okay, okay, fine.

I'll cut my damn hair. But only if I lose. Happy?

Oh, very much.

[Listen, this might just end in her showing up at laser tag and paintball. Who can say what the future will hold.]

Don't be sulky, now.

I don't know why everyone's so obsessed with it, is all.

[ Noctis rolls his eyes and lets himself collapse backwards on the couch, one leg bent while the other dangles off of it. He puts his arms behind his head. ]

You, Prompto, Dad.

Everyone's a critic.

Sorry, what argument did Prompto have, precisely? It's just the same as mine?

[ He waves at her dismissively. ]

All about the forehead. Ask him yourself.

I most certainly will, the next time he and I talk, if only to expose his hypocrisy. I've seen his hair without the gel, it's no better than yours.

[ He snorts. ]

Yeah.

At least my hair doesn't look like a chocobo's behind. I don't even use that much product.

[ His hairstylist is his pillow. ]

[She snorts, because it's late and she's tired and that was pretty funny, okay.]

You need to meet my assistant, if for no other reason than so you can all compare ridiculous hairstyles.

[b/c she loves fawkes but what is your hair doing, boyo]

[ Noctis huffs. ]

My hairstyle isn't ridiculous.

[She gives him a little look. Is this what you wanna focus on, buddy? Is this really an argument you want to start?]

[ D:!!!!!!! ]

It's not.

[ DON'T LOOK AT HIM LIKE THAT. ]

Because I'm very fond of you, Noctis, I'll grant you that tonight.

[ He wrinkles his nose. ]

You're patronizing me.

I'm very politely avoiding an argument. Patronizing you would be telling you that you'd look so very grown up if only you'd smooth it back.

[ SCOWL. ]

You're starting to sound like my dad.

[ Now he's fussing with his bangs!!! ]

My little Noctis, all grown up--

[Now she's definitely taking the piss out of him.]

[ HE JUST TURNED RED. ]

Gross, that's totally unnecessary.

I don't know what you expected, if not my fondly mocking you now and then. The only reason you were spared it a decade ago is that it's no fun to mock children.

It wasn't because you didn't think I was that adorable?

[ He smirks. ]

Bummer.

If I made you wail, you would have impeded my work further.

[She nudges him with one foot, still smiling.]

More than you already did by asking me to play with you.