Date: 2017-10-03 09:48 pm (UTC)
thekissoflife: (sad)
[A few days... here, she assumes. He easily looks several years older now. She blinks at his faltering, reaching out and taking the envelope, and then her eyes widen a bit. Even before he continues to elaborate, she already knows what he means.

Prompto went home.

The air slowly dips in temperature around Fuuka while her mind and heart struggles to come to terms with this. And then, instinctively, she reaches out with her amulet to connect with Prompto.

Prompto?

The silence is deafening.

Prompto... please...

The air is rapidly cooling, more and more around her. She blinks, trying to focus instead on what Noctis was saying. She missed half of it, but... Oh, his photos...

.........Prompto?

Nothing.

Little bits of frost start to spiral from where her fingers are touching the envelope and she gasps, quickly moving to put it on the table lest she ruin it.

She lets out a breath, staring at it. She can feels her eyes start to well with tears.

Please come back.

But he was... gone. Back to his world.

The tears escape her eyes and run down her cheeks. They freeze before they even hit the ground, clinking against the floor. Her gaze remains fixed on the envelope as she speaks to Noctis, her words a mere whisper.]

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