[ prompto is, of course, easy to read at the best and worst of times, so his quiet distress comes through easily enough. it's no surprise. losing your home is traumatic, and prompto is a softhearted boy, there's no doubt that even now, after all of this time, it's still not an easy subject to broach.
but he's getting through it, and just to offer that much more support alisaie slips her free arm around his shoulders to keep him close, lifting her chin enough to tuck his head comfortably against her shoulder. ]
I can only imagine.
[ her voice is soft, sober. she's certainly done enough traveling under duress to understand how the tides can turn so quickly, how complicated things can become. war is a horrible thing to navigate. ]
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but he's getting through it, and just to offer that much more support alisaie slips her free arm around his shoulders to keep him close, lifting her chin enough to tuck his head comfortably against her shoulder. ]
I can only imagine.
[ her voice is soft, sober. she's certainly done enough traveling under duress to understand how the tides can turn so quickly, how complicated things can become. war is a horrible thing to navigate. ]
What did they want with the Crystal?