it doesn't matter, because he's moving on, shuffling his proverbial feet as he tries to form words around whatever he's feeling in his heart. she can guess at what that might be, but only just - though she knows him through photographs, and noctis's words, she does not know him well enough to assume too much.
still, she smiles, and carefully lays a hand upon his shoulder. ]
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it doesn't matter, because he's moving on, shuffling his proverbial feet as he tries to form words around whatever he's feeling in his heart. she can guess at what that might be, but only just - though she knows him through photographs, and noctis's words, she does not know him well enough to assume too much.
still, she smiles, and carefully lays a hand upon his shoulder. ]
What is it, Prompto?