Noctis feels absolutely out of place. Practically naked in front of his best friend, who’s supposedly concerned about him forgetting things again and it makes zero sense to him. Prompto asks if he can breathe and that makes even less sense to him. He quickly looks around the room, finding a corner full of pill bottles and an oxygen tank.
He looks even more confused. ]
What is this place? This isn’t my apartment.
[ He leans to the side, looking out the large penthouse window. And the skyline is completely unfamiliar. ]
Astrals...
[ He walks past Prompto towards the window, looking out. ]
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Noctis feels absolutely out of place. Practically naked in front of his best friend, who’s supposedly concerned about him forgetting things again and it makes zero sense to him. Prompto asks if he can breathe and that makes even less sense to him. He quickly looks around the room, finding a corner full of pill bottles and an oxygen tank.
He looks even more confused. ]
What is this place? This isn’t my apartment.
[ He leans to the side, looking out the large penthouse window. And the skyline is completely unfamiliar. ]
Astrals...
[ He walks past Prompto towards the window, looking out. ]
This isn’t Insomnia, what is even going on?