I know, buddy. [ he isn't sure what else to say or do in this instance. providing comfort isn't something that noctis is an expert in, by any means. so he just gives prompto a short clap on the back βΒ very light, not wanting to hurt him any more than he's been hurt already.
he crouches down by the posts thrown from their holes in the ground and picks up the hammer that had fallen from the outside pocket. ]
You can help with the ground cloth. Cm'on. [ he grins a little lopsidedly. ]
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he crouches down by the posts thrown from their holes in the ground and picks up the hammer that had fallen from the outside pocket. ]
You can help with the ground cloth. Cm'on. [ he grins a little lopsidedly. ]