[ Despite the situation, despite the doom and gloom on the horizon, Prompto always manages to lighten the mood, and that terrible pouty impersonation of Ignis earns a delighted bark of laughter. A quick reprieve, a breath before going under. ]
That was terrible!
[ He chortles. ] Okay, okay. Let me try. [ Puffing himself up, nose in the air, Noctis uses his most posh, uppity accent. ]
You've cooked up quite the hare-brained scheme, Noct.
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That was terrible!
[ He chortles. ] Okay, okay. Let me try. [ Puffing himself up, nose in the air, Noctis uses his most posh, uppity accent. ]
You've cooked up quite the hare-brained scheme, Noct.
[ HIS IS WORSE. SORRY, IGNIS, THEY LOVE YOU. ]