[ She stays silent, the sudden approach of a drop ship wasn't new to her. She tenses up a bit, wanting to get her spear out in defense. Her eyes catch the conflict on his face, how those sunny eyes cloud over, that usual smile twists downward...
Aranea's vision becomes focused on the past Prompto, and awkwardly her hands dig into her jacket pockets. ]
No and I'm not stupid enough to think it was anything good. Spill.
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Aranea's vision becomes focused on the past Prompto, and awkwardly her hands dig into her jacket pockets. ]
No and I'm not stupid enough to think it was anything good. Spill.