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[ he lets noct have his lantern without any fuss, using his free hand to dust off his pants a little. so, he's sort of distracted when that comment comes, blinking out into the darkness as if he's unsure he'd actually heard it. what does he do? does he play it casual and just pretend it hadn't sounded dirty? or... he bites at his lip, unsure how to respond but knowing he has to come up with something or it's going to look really awkward. ]

No way, dude. You're heavy. Better me being on top than you.

[ prompto gives him a wink and then turns to pick up their trail again.

not the worst thing to say, but also not the best? whatever, he'd fired a shot back in noct's direction, and it was up to him to return it or not. besides, the soft jibes are helping to ease his nerves about being alone in this silent and spooky forest of darkness. at least back home there would have been the telling sounds of daemons roaming everywhere. but not here. here, it's silent, almost dead, and it'd be funny if it wasn't going to be their life now. ]

[broplaints]

[Admittedly he had been the one to start this. Prompto's action had been relatively innocent, something that couldn't have been easily misconstrued. He'd also been the one to escalate it with that little retort.

But Prompto had finished it. A perfect ten. Technical knockout. And it left Noctis speechless for way longer than he wanted to admit, simply staring after Prompto in the dark.

Mostly because he hadn't actually expected any come back at all, past possibly being called a jerk again. And second because -

- because he actually really would want Prompto on top of him and he definitely should not be having those thoughts right now.

So he does his best to shake them away, forcing himself to focus enough to catch up.]

So your heavy ass can crush me? I don't think so dude.

[There we go. Perfect. Nothing suspicious about how long that took at all.]