[prompto feels a little calmer, cradled as he is, safe as he feels. it doesn't entirely take the edge off how rattled the regained memory leaves him, but it's enough to have him feel talking a little more -- easily.]
[he doesn't make to move, wanting to stay held and close as they are.]
I don't even know where to start.
[there was so much he had seen. so much he had learnt, of this life not quite his own yet no one else's.]
[prompto pushes closer, shoulders hunched.]
...I know who was behind Insomnia gettin' attacked. I saw him.
[ Noctis is fine with keeping Prompto close. He idly rubs at his back, shifting between that and carding fingers through his hair. And he listens, with a clear head and a sound mind.
At least until Prompto reveals what ge saw.
The person who caused Insomnia’s fall. Prompto faced him? ]
no subject
[he doesn't make to move, wanting to stay held and close as they are.]
I don't even know where to start.
[there was so much he had seen. so much he had learnt, of this life not quite his own yet no one else's.]
[prompto pushes closer, shoulders hunched.]
...I know who was behind Insomnia gettin' attacked. I saw him.
no subject
At least until Prompto reveals what ge saw.
The person who caused Insomnia’s fall. Prompto faced him? ]
What?
no subject
[it physically hurts him to say that. his dad? who even was that old man, that madman?]
There's... this place I kept seeing. This... facility. Metal corridors and steel doors. It's a lab. I know now that it was a lab.