[ He's quiet for a long moment after she takes a hold of him and gives him a piece of her mind. It shouldn't be surprising, and the fact that it is is a testament to how out of it he really is right now. But after he lets those words really sink in and penetrate his heart, his mind starts to process again. She's...right. He knows better than this. It's no different than when Noctis had pushed him off the train leaving Cartanica, and Prompto hadn't hesitated to forgive his friend when he had been deceived. This time, it was Prompto who had hurt someone he cared about, his position reversed, and much as he might like to beat himself up until he's a useless heap, he can't do that. No—he won't do that.
He needs to stay focused. This battle is still ongoing. And...
He's better than that.
At last, he nods, lifting a hand so he can palm away his lingering tears. ]
I-I'll save you the trouble, I think. [ A sharp sigh rubs against a breathless laugh. ] I won't lose my head. I promise.
[ And he narrowly resists the urge to apologize again, this time for letting his panic run away with him.
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He needs to stay focused. This battle is still ongoing. And...
He's better than that.
At last, he nods, lifting a hand so he can palm away his lingering tears. ]
I-I'll save you the trouble, I think. [ A sharp sigh rubs against a breathless laugh. ] I won't lose my head. I promise.
[ And he narrowly resists the urge to apologize again, this time for letting his panic run away with him.
He's better than that. ]