[ ...It's a fair question, and one that Prompto pauses to give it it's due, his gaze dropping away thoughtfully. Would he want that? For all he tries to be upbeat and keep the mood light, that's never heat that he wanted to ignore the bad things that had happened. Even...right after Altissia, as difficult as it had been to keep spirits up, he never tried to pretend like it hadn't happened, or that it wasn't important.
But he hadn't thought about it like that before now. For how emotionally intelligent Prompto can be with other people, when he has to turn that same reflection back on himself he's remarkably inept. Is it really just that simple? ]
I...yeah, I would. I wouldn't want you to be keeping that all in. [ One corner of his mouth turns up, knowingly. ] Guess that tells me all I need to know, huh?
[ What are friends for, after all, if not to share one another's burdens? ]
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But he hadn't thought about it like that before now. For how emotionally intelligent Prompto can be with other people, when he has to turn that same reflection back on himself he's remarkably inept. Is it really just that simple? ]
I...yeah, I would. I wouldn't want you to be keeping that all in. [ One corner of his mouth turns up, knowingly. ] Guess that tells me all I need to know, huh?
[ What are friends for, after all, if not to share one another's burdens? ]