[ A moment passes, where yes, he thinks just that — that the said should be said for Connor, but he has a feeling his friend already knows what he thinks on that front. Connor has the choice to be who he wants to be, too, but if he's not ready for it yet, then Prompto won't push him. He has faith Connor will come into his own eventually, and when he does, Prompto will be there, to do whatever he wants to because he chose to do it.
A low exhale, and then he finds his smile again, far less strained than it was a few moments ago. ]
Right. Don't let me forget it, will you? [ He reaches a hand across the table to nudge Connor in the shoulder. ] Thanks, Conno.
[ Their social rank has leveled up, but the dumb nickname remains. ]
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A low exhale, and then he finds his smile again, far less strained than it was a few moments ago. ]
Right. Don't let me forget it, will you? [ He reaches a hand across the table to nudge Connor in the shoulder. ] Thanks, Conno.
[ Their social rank has leveled up, but the dumb nickname remains. ]