[Noctis has honestly starting to think that he brought nothing but bad luck to people around him. So, his not-so-smart brain came to the conclusion that if he's not around other people, they won't get in trouble.
Communication has always been a problem for Noct, and things like these didn't help much. While he should probably tell Prompto about the sword, it's too easy to slip into Prompto's "groove" and just go along with it.]
Am I allowed to stay in forever then? [Noct tries to laugh and his lips twitch, his hand squeezing back Prompto's. Maybe a bit too tightly than he intends. As if Prompto will disappear in jaws of that Hell.]
Pillow fort... we didn't make those in a while... yeah. Let's do it.
no subject
Communication has always been a problem for Noct, and things like these didn't help much. While he should probably tell Prompto about the sword, it's too easy to slip into Prompto's "groove" and just go along with it.]
Am I allowed to stay in forever then? [Noct tries to laugh and his lips twitch, his hand squeezing back Prompto's. Maybe a bit too tightly than he intends. As if Prompto will disappear in jaws of that Hell.]
Pillow fort... we didn't make those in a while... yeah. Let's do it.