Yeah. It's not normal for us to be removed from it, but we'll find a way back and help everyone out. And if people disappear and don't go home—I'm pretty sure Sora and I have a power that can help there, too.
[This is optimism. The reality is that being away from his power devastates him in a way that he doesn't like. Riku then feels guilty about that devastation, creating a nasty, unhealthy cycle for himself.]
[he snickers to himself, but his intentions are true and not aimed at any sort of disrespect or insult.]
It's worth a shot. If only it didn't feel like there's something bigger at play. [back home—back in eos—the astrals seemed to be the ones moving the chess pieces at their whim] We'll just have to look after each other and keep our heads held high, right?
[grinning at riku, he half-shrugs.]
That means not taking the bait when Ardyn tries to get to you.
Now that I know how he works, I won't let him get in our way. [It's as simple as that. If Ardyn decides to get in their ways, then he'll stop him. If he doesn't, then he won't need to worry about that. But now, there's no way that Ardyn can cause problems the way he could before. Sora's eyes are open, and so are Riku's.]
The rest—I'm not sure if you can call us heroes. We just have powers that can help out. [A beat.] Once we get them back, that is. They can't be gone for good, right?
As a normal dude with the superpower of overthinking and sometimes doing maths quickly, I don't really got a horse in this race. But—I hope you guys who do do get your powers back. [a casual pause as he puts his hands on his knees and gets up off the couch] M'roommate says his powers are represented by the tattoos on his skin. He's still got the tattoos, so it's not like they're gone. Just locked away, dormant.
His words, anyway.
[all these cool people with powers in his midst...]
[he goes around the couch and skips on towards the fridge, where he pulls out a blue drink in a transparent pouch. he tosses it on over to riku.]
—keep hydrated, yeah? And not to be the optimistic village idiot, but I'm sure things will work out for all of us in the end.
Don't worry about that. Sora's already taken up that gig. [Look, Sora isn't here to defend himself, but there's such warmth in Riku's voice as he says it that he seems to not mean it as an insult. It's definitely an insult. It's just an insult meant for someone he loves and cares about above anyone else in the world.
He opens up the pouch, standing up at the same time. His free hand comes to his chest while he pours the liquid in, swallowing it.]
But I think you're both right. I can still feel my keyblade. It's just far away. That hasn't left me, so once it's time—we'll make it happen.
[it's good knowing riku, for a number of reasons. prompto can't help feeling that riku's demeanor resembles noctis quite a bit—and while that idea alone makes him feel nostalgic and throws him into a melancholic spiral, it's somehow nice and refreshing.]
[he'll get there, one day, to where he will see his friends again.]
[but wait, keyblade?]
—okay, hold up. I kept joking about this back home, but is a keyblade a ... sword that is a key and opens pretty much any door?
Something like that. Admittedly, I don't know how well it'd work on doors like these. Last time I was somewhere with this much tech, I'm pretty sure they wanted us to come right in. [The World That Never Was. He hadn't been anywhere like Sora's adventures, and Riku doesn't have a lot of chances to go around and see what doors he can open in his spare time. Maybe Sora's had more time to do that.
... Okay, probably not.]
I'd show you, but obviously I can't. But hey—if there's another dream world, let's set a meeting spot. You can see it then.
Uhhh, I didn't agree to any date. [Why did Prompto have to go and call it a date? Riku's entire body language seems to tense up because he doesn't know what to do or think about it.]
How'd you come up with something like that off the top of your head? ... And I wonder if this has to do with that Yozora guy that Sora mentioned? [Do their worlds share similarities? It's hard to say, but ultimately possible!
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[that's not something any of them know about. he frowns a bit, but quickly tries to recover, keeping his expression neutral.]
That's the hope. He's got some pretty rad guys keeping an eye out for him while I'm not there, so... It should be fine.
[he ventures into looking at riku's face.]
Right. You guys already have a form of world hopping, huh.
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[This is optimism. The reality is that being away from his power devastates him in a way that he doesn't like. Riku then feels guilty about that devastation, creating a nasty, unhealthy cycle for himself.]
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[he snickers to himself, but his intentions are true and not aimed at any sort of disrespect or insult.]
It's worth a shot. If only it didn't feel like there's something bigger at play. [back home—back in eos—the astrals seemed to be the ones moving the chess pieces at their whim] We'll just have to look after each other and keep our heads held high, right?
[grinning at riku, he half-shrugs.]
That means not taking the bait when Ardyn tries to get to you.
[are you feeling better about it, now? unsaid.]
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The rest—I'm not sure if you can call us heroes. We just have powers that can help out. [A beat.] Once we get them back, that is. They can't be gone for good, right?
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His words, anyway.
[all these cool people with powers in his midst...]
[he goes around the couch and skips on towards the fridge, where he pulls out a blue drink in a transparent pouch. he tosses it on over to riku.]
—keep hydrated, yeah? And not to be the optimistic village idiot, but I'm sure things will work out for all of us in the end.
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He opens up the pouch, standing up at the same time. His free hand comes to his chest while he pours the liquid in, swallowing it.]
But I think you're both right. I can still feel my keyblade. It's just far away. That hasn't left me, so once it's time—we'll make it happen.
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[it's good knowing riku, for a number of reasons. prompto can't help feeling that riku's demeanor resembles noctis quite a bit—and while that idea alone makes him feel nostalgic and throws him into a melancholic spiral, it's somehow nice and refreshing.]
[he'll get there, one day, to where he will see his friends again.]
[but wait, keyblade?]
—okay, hold up. I kept joking about this back home, but is a keyblade a ... sword that is a key and opens pretty much any door?
[omfg he's going to flip]
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... Okay, probably not.]
I'd show you, but obviously I can't. But hey—if there's another dream world, let's set a meeting spot. You can see it then.
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Dude. I used to joke with my friends about swords that are like keys all the time. Guess there's a world where every possibility is—well! Possible!
[he'd love to see it, basically]
It's so cool that it is a thing. You better not back out on our dream world date! [it's a date now, whatever]
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How'd you come up with something like that off the top of your head? ... And I wonder if this has to do with that Yozora guy that Sora mentioned? [Do their worlds share similarities? It's hard to say, but ultimately possible!
Stay tuned.]