[ And it hurt. It hurt to think about how much Noctis had to go though and now he didn't have that common ground. They couldn't have had happiness.
But-- the king was dead. Noctis' dad. He didn't need Noctis to finish speaking to slide himself over - come next to his friend. Even if he feels he doesn't know what to do - if anything could be done - to help.
At least let him be there, letting out a soft grumble under his breath. Not at Noctis, though - at the whole situation. ]
...I-- damn.
[ Prompto couldn't comprehend how much it could hurt. His family situation was complicated, but even he... could understand this. Trying to crack a smile - and failing, his lips still stuck in a frown, he let himself just sit there. Trying to hold back his own tears, to let Noctis have somebody to cry on. (He was failing - wetness staining his face.)
Before letting out a groan at his sore foot, as he felt something flop against it. His Pidgey had noticed the sadness and was trying to help, but he'd let out simply a groan and didn't move to get the bird to flap away. ]
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But-- the king was dead. Noctis' dad. He didn't need Noctis to finish speaking to slide himself over - come next to his friend. Even if he feels he doesn't know what to do - if anything could be done - to help.
At least let him be there, letting out a soft grumble under his breath. Not at Noctis, though - at the whole situation. ]
...I-- damn.
[ Prompto couldn't comprehend how much it could hurt. His family situation was complicated, but even he... could understand this. Trying to crack a smile - and failing, his lips still stuck in a frown, he let himself just sit there. Trying to hold back his own tears, to let Noctis have somebody to cry on. (He was failing - wetness staining his face.)
Before letting out a groan at his sore foot, as he felt something flop against it. His Pidgey had noticed the sadness and was trying to help, but he'd let out simply a groan and didn't move to get the bird to flap away. ]