( fatigue does little to help suppress the way prompto's mind wanders, with more than just ignis' fate clouding his thoughts. the contact is unexpected enough to give him a mild jolt out of his reverie, and the gunner can't find it within himself to bother attributing the flood of relief to the purity of the gesture, or the fact that it's aranea...
the faintest hitch in his breath is all the response prompto has to offer for now, allowing himself this moment of respite as he leans gratefully into her hold. come hell or high water, they're still in this together. )
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Date: 2017-06-05 10:20 am (UTC)the faintest hitch in his breath is all the response prompto has to offer for now, allowing himself this moment of respite as he leans gratefully into her hold. come hell or high water, they're still in this together. )