[ he hears it, and... he feels bad. maybe that's not new because he always feels that way in some sort of capacity, but all ignis had done was be there for him and support him and tell him the truth. and what's he doing to repay that kindness? he just wants to run away from it.
prompto stands there looking at ignis for seconds longer than he plans, flexing his fingers as he tries to decide what to do. ignis deserves more than he realizes. he's pretty sure they all do, but there's only so much that can be done in a place like this. so, he worries at his bottom lip before moving closer and throwing his arms around the other man. he hugs him, stretching up so it's comfortable, and he holds him like that for just a minute. ]
I'm sorry too. [ he whispers it against his shoulder. because he understands having a fate you can't quite escape, though maybe there's still some hope for ignis yet. ] We can talk later, okay? Maybe it'll make more sense then.
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prompto stands there looking at ignis for seconds longer than he plans, flexing his fingers as he tries to decide what to do. ignis deserves more than he realizes. he's pretty sure they all do, but there's only so much that can be done in a place like this. so, he worries at his bottom lip before moving closer and throwing his arms around the other man. he hugs him, stretching up so it's comfortable, and he holds him like that for just a minute. ]
I'm sorry too. [ he whispers it against his shoulder. because he understands having a fate you can't quite escape, though maybe there's still some hope for ignis yet. ] We can talk later, okay? Maybe it'll make more sense then.
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Yes...we'll talk later...