[ardyn leans forward so minutely, but prompto notices, and he leans back, the stool he's sitting on scraping on the ground some.]
[he looks at ardyn with suspicion, trepidation (as he should), not trusting the fact that he acts so casual, unwrapping his sandwich like he's got all the time in the world to make a statement.]
Because you hate doing what others tell you to? You're your own man and you do what you want, no fucks given?
[it's a sassy remark, and prompto should probably definitely cool it.]
no subject
[he looks at ardyn with suspicion, trepidation (as he should), not trusting the fact that he acts so casual, unwrapping his sandwich like he's got all the time in the world to make a statement.]
Because you hate doing what others tell you to? You're your own man and you do what you want, no fucks given?
[it's a sassy remark, and prompto should probably definitely cool it.]