[ Even after the recording finishes, it continues to pull at his heart in uncomfortable, painful ways, and were Alisaie not at his side, Prompto would need more time to find the courage to leave this place, to move forward with the knowledge he has just acquired. They need to go, and dawdling here will not do them any favors if more archivists show up.
So with a heavy sigh, Prompto pockets the USB and steps away from the computer. However, before he starts for the door, he dips down to find her mouth with his own, an ardent, desperate kiss that conveys more than his words can about how much he appreciates her, how grateful he is for her and the fact that she is here with him at all. It doesn't linger, because he cannot linger here, but it is warm and deep and needy, and when he draws back, finding her hand, it feels far too soon. ]
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So with a heavy sigh, Prompto pockets the USB and steps away from the computer. However, before he starts for the door, he dips down to find her mouth with his own, an ardent, desperate kiss that conveys more than his words can about how much he appreciates her, how grateful he is for her and the fact that she is here with him at all. It doesn't linger, because he cannot linger here, but it is warm and deep and needy, and when he draws back, finding her hand, it feels far too soon. ]
Yeah. Let's get the hell out of here.