[Good that Prompto doesn’t say this much aloud, good that he doesn’t continue to slide tiny needles in the cracks of his argument, of his armor. This is to prove how far he’s left something called humanity behind, a dried-up corpse long forgotten, not how it clings and sticks to him like an odious thing. Not how it defines him as much as anything or anyone else.
Instead, satisfaction at proving how change will not come easily — or at all, in his mind — without the promise that only Eos could fulfill, that final goal of being able to rest so completely stripped from him. Maybe now Prompto will understand, if only slightly better. Why it’s so hard to ground himself in a new home, a new world, when it provides him with… what? Nothing. His wants had been so simple, before, and he cannot even be provided with that much any longer.]
I think that would be a fair assumption to make.
[Slowly, the world begins to melt away again. The most perfect sort of timing, to let it end on this note. The both of them being returned to reality instead of lingering in memory, caught up in dream-like revelations that might seem surreal when all is said and done.]
Does that answer your question for you? The one from before.
[There had been so many, but — You've been in a different universe this long and you don't think things can change for you?]
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Instead, satisfaction at proving how change will not come easily — or at all, in his mind — without the promise that only Eos could fulfill, that final goal of being able to rest so completely stripped from him. Maybe now Prompto will understand, if only slightly better. Why it’s so hard to ground himself in a new home, a new world, when it provides him with… what? Nothing. His wants had been so simple, before, and he cannot even be provided with that much any longer.]
I think that would be a fair assumption to make.
[Slowly, the world begins to melt away again. The most perfect sort of timing, to let it end on this note. The both of them being returned to reality instead of lingering in memory, caught up in dream-like revelations that might seem surreal when all is said and done.]
Does that answer your question for you? The one from before.
[There had been so many, but — You've been in a different universe this long and you don't think things can change for you?]