[ It still...difficult to understand, especially when it has been broached like this. Not in a natural, open way, but forced into the light when he wasn't ready for it. Prompto wants to flinch away, bury it back down deep again, but he's...he's not that person anymore. For better or for worse, this is a part of his past, and he cannot run from it. He has to learn to embrace it, and let it be what it is, if he is ever to move on from it.
Slowly, he exhales, pulling away his hand beneath X'rhun's. Beneath it comes the wrist band he wears - always wears around his right wrist. What's left below it is a tattoo, a barcode, a codeprint. The only name he was given at birth; a number. ]
...I...don't want to be afraid of it anymore. Any of it. But I've been so afraid, for so long, I-I don't know how not to be, anymore.
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[ It still...difficult to understand, especially when it has been broached like this. Not in a natural, open way, but forced into the light when he wasn't ready for it. Prompto wants to flinch away, bury it back down deep again, but he's...he's not that person anymore. For better or for worse, this is a part of his past, and he cannot run from it. He has to learn to embrace it, and let it be what it is, if he is ever to move on from it.
Slowly, he exhales, pulling away his hand beneath X'rhun's. Beneath it comes the wrist band he wears - always wears around his right wrist. What's left below it is a tattoo, a barcode, a codeprint. The only name he was given at birth; a number. ]
...I...don't want to be afraid of it anymore. Any of it. But I've been so afraid, for so long, I-I don't know how not to be, anymore.