[ prompto almost jerks at the sound of the door unlocking, eyes darting in that direction before turning back to nero. he can feel the blood slowly subsiding, but it's all over his shirt and hands, making it look like a massacre. not the greatest thing to deal with, but if they head back to the hotel, there's bound to be a tub or something where they can rinse off. then, he kind of just wants to lay around and be close to his boyfriend, pretend that they're still back in duplicity where things were mostly normal. he sniffs again and almost gags on the bitter taste of blood in his throat. ]

I never thought I'd say this, but I really miss Duplicity. [ because there are other people he's left behind too, and he doesn't even know how they're coping with the fact he's gone. best not to think about it, giving nero a thin smile. ] At least we've got each other though, right? [ he glances at the door. ] Wanna get out of here?

[ because he's tired and freaked out about the blood and doesn't know what any of that's supposed to mean. are more things like this going to happen? is he going to have to start confessing all of his problems? there is one big thing he still wants to tell nero, and maybe now, since they'd already been sort of honest with each other, is a good time to do it. he exhales slowly. ]

And when we do... I wanna tell you some other stuff too. Just so you know everything. [ so it's not a surprise. ]