[ Prompto visibly tenses as Ardyn draws near, even more so when Ardyn grips his shoulder. Prompto doesn't flinch away, the fire flaring in his gut. He never had the upper hand here - he never would - but that doesn't mean he will go along with this quietly. ]
Water under the bridge.
[ That'll be the day. ]
I think that depends more on you than me.
[ He doesn't believe for a second that Ardyn will ever let go of what happened on Eos. ]
no subject
Water under the bridge.
[ That'll be the day. ]
I think that depends more on you than me.
[ He doesn't believe for a second that Ardyn will ever let go of what happened on Eos. ]