[That bright, pleasant anxiety of his softens. Prompto squeezes her hand gently and nods, hair bobbing with the motion.]
Sure. Sounds good.
[He knows about family. He knows about family and not feeling like you belong. Somehow, though, he isn't in a hurry even to get back to the cottage with her; there's something sweet about this, just walking along after pulling off a victory together, that even reaching the house would end. Like they're on an adventure, still, the end part of it, turning towards the sunset. That kind of satisfied, magic quiet before everything goes back to normal.
So Prompto takes his time strolling along with his hand in hers.]
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Sure. Sounds good.
[He knows about family. He knows about family and not feeling like you belong. Somehow, though, he isn't in a hurry even to get back to the cottage with her; there's something sweet about this, just walking along after pulling off a victory together, that even reaching the house would end. Like they're on an adventure, still, the end part of it, turning towards the sunset. That kind of satisfied, magic quiet before everything goes back to normal.
So Prompto takes his time strolling along with his hand in hers.]
Hey, ummm. Do you like ice cream?