[ For a second, he's adjusted. Calm and relaxed where they are. So while it's not bad that Prompto has essentially adjusted himself so he's draped on top of Noctis, it still comes as a bit of a surprise. He's proud that he doesn't flinch, but his stomach is certainly twisting and fluttering for a hot minute.
Still, he adjusts. Noctis wears a smile when he looks down at Prompto, patting at his back. ]
I'm not being held hostage? Well that changes everything.
[ See how he's not moving though? You're fine, Prom. ]
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Still, he adjusts. Noctis wears a smile when he looks down at Prompto, patting at his back. ]
I'm not being held hostage? Well that changes everything.
[ See how he's not moving though? You're fine, Prom. ]