[ Noctis takes a moment or two to decide to take Prompto up on his offer to sit, unsure of what could possibly be coming after what he'd heard earlier from Ardyn. Is it something related? Would Prompto think that Noctis would judge him for keeping it secret?
No, it seems like more than that, something far more personal and his mind can't work to even supply a hint any longer.
He eases himself down, back against the adjacent wall with enough distance left between them to hopefully keep his friend comfortable. He can't remember ever having seen Prompto so rattled before and it tugs at his chest painfully, wanting to tell him that it's okay to keep lying if it'll ease this discomfort but they both know that's not the case.
It'll only get worse now that it's partly in the open.
He flinches when Prompto begins with a description of his actions on that train again, jaw locking but he doesn't interrupt in spite of the wave of guilt that might make him want to. The train, the trip into Niflheim... Then he says something that catches his attention, head lifting.
I've lived with one fear, a fear that you'd -- find out who I really was, and you wouldn't want me anymore. ]
Prompto-- [ He bites his tongue quieting again even if he shakes his head. ]
If you shot him then you did what you had to do. It's not the first time one of us has had to do something like that, okay? And whatever the rest is, just... Just tell me, okay? I know you don't want to, but I'm not going anywhere.
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No, it seems like more than that, something far more personal and his mind can't work to even supply a hint any longer.
He eases himself down, back against the adjacent wall with enough distance left between them to hopefully keep his friend comfortable. He can't remember ever having seen Prompto so rattled before and it tugs at his chest painfully, wanting to tell him that it's okay to keep lying if it'll ease this discomfort but they both know that's not the case.
It'll only get worse now that it's partly in the open.
He flinches when Prompto begins with a description of his actions on that train again, jaw locking but he doesn't interrupt in spite of the wave of guilt that might make him want to. The train, the trip into Niflheim... Then he says something that catches his attention, head lifting.
I've lived with one fear, a fear that you'd -- find out who I really was, and you wouldn't want me anymore. ]
Prompto-- [ He bites his tongue quieting again even if he shakes his head. ]
If you shot him then you did what you had to do. It's not the first time one of us has had to do something like that, okay? And whatever the rest is, just... Just tell me, okay? I know you don't want to, but I'm not going anywhere.
I promise... it's gonna' be alright.