[Noctis rubs against her hand eagerly, though he does make a slightly protesting noise as he's picked up. His namesake's royalty and he takes up the mantle well. But his indignity doesn't last long as he settles into her arms, purring and acting like this had been the plan from the start.
It's not easy, no. But Prompto spent many years as an outsider. It's not entirely unfamiliar to him, but he's not alone this time. A helpful balance to him being in a foreign world, if nothing else.
Prompto smiles, leaning into her hand. It worries him, the thought of her putting herself against the Inquisition for his sake. But he also knows he'd do the same for her.]
Let's hope it doesn't come to that. But thank you.
[There's little they can do at the moment but try and dissuade the notion as much as possible.
Besides, there's... other stuff they need to address.]
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Date: 2018-05-18 12:28 am (UTC)It's not easy, no. But Prompto spent many years as an outsider. It's not entirely unfamiliar to him, but he's not alone this time. A helpful balance to him being in a foreign world, if nothing else.
Prompto smiles, leaning into her hand. It worries him, the thought of her putting herself against the Inquisition for his sake. But he also knows he'd do the same for her.]
Let's hope it doesn't come to that. But thank you.
[There's little they can do at the moment but try and dissuade the notion as much as possible.
Besides, there's... other stuff they need to address.]
So, um. How was your dad? You... feeling better?