[ He wraps her snugly in the towel before his arm finds its place around her shoulder again, holding her close. She may have learned to live with that constant chill, but that won't stop him from offering what comfort he can. ]
...Nah. A lot of that's on our fellow refugees-in-arms, huh?
[ They all came from such different worlds, and yet that single unifying theme tied them together. The relationships that he's made here...
Well. Suffice it to say that without them and bereft of his friends, Prompto would be in a very, very different place right now. But he's not in that place - it's a darkness he's able to avoid because for once, he's letting other people hold him up instead of the other way around. ]
I guess we've done pretty okay for ourselves.
[ To say the least, and he squeezes her shoulder. ]
no subject
...Nah. A lot of that's on our fellow refugees-in-arms, huh?
[ They all came from such different worlds, and yet that single unifying theme tied them together. The relationships that he's made here...
Well. Suffice it to say that without them and bereft of his friends, Prompto would be in a very, very different place right now. But he's not in that place - it's a darkness he's able to avoid because for once, he's letting other people hold him up instead of the other way around. ]
I guess we've done pretty okay for ourselves.
[ To say the least, and he squeezes her shoulder. ]