[Equal parts glad to have helped, and for the conversation to have moved on, Connor matches the grin given to him. His own body language drains of the smallest, barely-there signs of tension, simply content with having aided Prompto.]
It’s Connor, Prompto.
[The nickname sticks — will forever stick, it seems — but for some reason, the android doesn’t seem to mind.]
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It’s Connor, Prompto.
[The nickname sticks — will forever stick, it seems — but for some reason, the android doesn’t seem to mind.]
And don’t worry, I won’t.
[Won’t let him forget it.]