[ something warm floods him with the touch, and it's strange that an action so small could make him feel like he was back in duplicity. that outside these doors isn't some weird hell he's going to have to get used to. so, rather than say anything for a moment, prompto lightly bites at the tip of his tongue and reaches to twine their fingers together, giving peter's hand a squeeze. ]
Don't know about you, but I could use more nice things right now.
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Don't know about you, but I could use more nice things right now.