[ The tears are gone, thankfully. Noctis sighs as the air becomes a little less heavy, resting his hands at his knees. Prompto bumps at his chest and holds out that very same fist, and far be it for Noctis to leave him hanging. With a tired smile, he bumps his friends fist with his own. ]
Same to you, buddy.
[ And then, he gently shoves Prompto by the shoulder. ]
[prompto gets shoved over a bit, and the awkward stiffness is gone. he smiles--not his usual smile, but something a lot more genuine; soft around the edges, quiet, if anything.]
...you don't know how much it means to me that you would say that.
[he's grateful, that his life has managed to turn itself around somehow, so that now he's around people that care for him, as opposed to how it was, growing up.]
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Same to you, buddy.
[ And then, he gently shoves Prompto by the shoulder. ]
For the record, you could never "put me off".
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...you don't know how much it means to me that you would say that.
[he's grateful, that his life has managed to turn itself around somehow, so that now he's around people that care for him, as opposed to how it was, growing up.]
You're subscribed to me for a lifetime now, yeah?