“It was Ardyn, right? He was the one who stabbed me. Looking like you. I should’ve known you wouldn’t do that,” Prompto says. “I’m sorry. We’re okay?”
Gladio glances from him to Noctis, frowning.
Noctis opens his mouth to say that no, Prompto’s got it wrong, he was the one—
And then he really looks into Prompto’s eyes and sees the fear there. Prompto knows. He just... can’t handle it. He’s throwing out a lie and begging Noctis to agree with it, so it can be real.
MY MOUTH IS JUST HANGING OPEN NOW, RIONA! THIS IS TOO WOW, WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS, I'M GOING TO CATCH FLIES!
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Gladio glances from him to Noctis, frowning.
Noctis opens his mouth to say that no, Prompto’s got it wrong, he was the one—
And then he really looks into Prompto’s eyes and sees the fear there. Prompto knows. He just... can’t handle it. He’s throwing out a lie and begging Noctis to agree with it, so it can be real.
MY MOUTH IS JUST HANGING OPEN NOW, RIONA! THIS IS TOO WOW, WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS, I'M GOING TO CATCH FLIES!