[ The breaking voice is what makes Prompto realise just how much must have happened. He's about to joke - not a fairy-tale trip, huh - but he doesn't... want to.
He doesn't move. Just weakly nod his head, giving a look as if to say he doesn't need to know. (He wants to know. Good or bad - maybe he could help, if he knew just what happened. Be somebody to make Noctis smile.)
And that's when he moved a little more, to the sleeping bags. They just... need to be unfurled a bit more, right? R-right. He hadn't seen Noctis like this before, so he just needs to help him. ]
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He doesn't move. Just weakly nod his head, giving a look as if to say he doesn't need to know. (He wants to know. Good or bad - maybe he could help, if he knew just what happened. Be somebody to make Noctis smile.)
And that's when he moved a little more, to the sleeping bags. They just... need to be unfurled a bit more, right? R-right. He hadn't seen Noctis like this before, so he just needs to help him. ]