[ he's not the only one. their silences are generally comfortable, and this one is not necessarily uncomfortable but there is yet still a palpable presence in the air, words that are waiting to take form. there are a hundred things on her mind, things she must find a way to give voice to however much she may not want to. it's been too long, she has to.. to get things in order.
but first she'll allow herself this moment, this chance to enjoy being near to him while she can, before the fatigue carries her away, before her mind betrays her. gods, she's so tired.. ]
Prompto..
[ it feels as if it's hours before she breaks the silence. his name is soft and gentle on her tongue and she can feel the rush of heat and telltale prickle in her eyes as the tears begin to fill them. but she smiles through them, weak and warm, pulling his hand to cradle it against her chest, their fingers woven together. ]
.. I have asked so much of you, but may I ask.. one more favor of you?
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but first she'll allow herself this moment, this chance to enjoy being near to him while she can, before the fatigue carries her away, before her mind betrays her. gods, she's so tired.. ]
Prompto..
[ it feels as if it's hours before she breaks the silence. his name is soft and gentle on her tongue and she can feel the rush of heat and telltale prickle in her eyes as the tears begin to fill them. but she smiles through them, weak and warm, pulling his hand to cradle it against her chest, their fingers woven together. ]
.. I have asked so much of you, but may I ask.. one more favor of you?