[Though he generally took some time to try and gather himself before he really responded, it was hard to hide that pauses. He stopped for a moment, glancing down at his bracelet. Originally, he'd wanted to say that Noct and himself didn't have any tattoos, because he didn't exactly have memories of going out and getting one the way Ignis or Gladio did.

But that obviously wasn't true. He'd had one since he was born. Or made. Or whatever. And he was trying not to let that eat at his mind too much right now.]

You think it could be changed into something cool?

[It was hard to think of how a bar code could be altered into something more artistic. But... He'd really like that if it could.]

It won't come off. [He'd tried.] I'm not sure what else it can be turned into without ending up like a big blob. ...That might be better, though.