[ Prompto's right -- Noctis does feel like a jerk. He visibly softens when he sees what Summer shows her, and a part of him regrets pushing her for it (the more stubborn part is doggedly attached to the fact that at least he now knows, at least he knows Summer would be safe for Prompto).
He bites his lip briefly, not in dismay but in understanding. It's terrible, sure, but now he at least has an explanation for the magic, even if he's pretty sure these are not the circumstances that Summer's wanted to reveal them to. ]
I'm sorry.
[ He says softly, because he knows when he's fucked up and this is probably one of them, and now the mood's... well, the mood's dampened. But he understands now why Prompto's so protective, why he cares for her like this. In her, maybe, he finds a kindred spirit of a sort. He doesn't look away, because he's pretty sure she might have had more than her fair share of people cringing and turning from her. It might be unsettling, but it also means that someone's hurt her, too, and he finally nods.
He hopes whoever it was got whatever was coming to them. ]
We're good. C'mon, let's go, or Iggy will get cranky.
[ Nyx, for one, is chill as hell -- he'll be a good counterbalance to Ignis fussing about in the kitchen, and he's not looking forward to telling Ignis how he might have messed up later. ]
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He bites his lip briefly, not in dismay but in understanding. It's terrible, sure, but now he at least has an explanation for the magic, even if he's pretty sure these are not the circumstances that Summer's wanted to reveal them to. ]
I'm sorry.
[ He says softly, because he knows when he's fucked up and this is probably one of them, and now the mood's... well, the mood's dampened. But he understands now why Prompto's so protective, why he cares for her like this. In her, maybe, he finds a kindred spirit of a sort. He doesn't look away, because he's pretty sure she might have had more than her fair share of people cringing and turning from her. It might be unsettling, but it also means that someone's hurt her, too, and he finally nods.
He hopes whoever it was got whatever was coming to them. ]
We're good. C'mon, let's go, or Iggy will get cranky.
[ Nyx, for one, is chill as hell -- he'll be a good counterbalance to Ignis fussing about in the kitchen, and he's not looking forward to telling Ignis how he might have messed up later. ]