[He's fucking terrible at this, and now he's stuck. He's stuck because he doesn't want to lie to Noct, but if he comes clean he has to explain everything, and if he explains everything, Noct will be upset and angry and there's nothing they can do about it, not here. There'd be no point in telling him except to make him miserable.
But at the same time, he remembers the anguish in Noct's voice when they found the first Royal Arm. 'Why didn't he tell me that? Why did he stand there smiling as I left?'
Maybe, if he just. Says what he can, Prompto can salvage this.]
It's, um.
[Finally, he holds the book up so Noct can make out his name on the cover, though his hands remain clamped unhappily on the pages and spine.]
It's a picture book I found in the house they gave me. The drawings inside, they're about things that happened in my life--but only the bad stuff. You know, like... you know.
[Even before Altissia, enough happened that Noct should have an idea why Prompto doesn't want to share. Hearing the reports on Insomnia's fall. Jared--and poor Talcott. Prompto shakes his head and looks up, holding it tightly once more against his front.]
I have my camera, I can remember the stuff I want to remember. I don't need this stupid book. So I'm gonna burn it before anyone else can see it.
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[He's fucking terrible at this, and now he's stuck. He's stuck because he doesn't want to lie to Noct, but if he comes clean he has to explain everything, and if he explains everything, Noct will be upset and angry and there's nothing they can do about it, not here. There'd be no point in telling him except to make him miserable.
But at the same time, he remembers the anguish in Noct's voice when they found the first Royal Arm. 'Why didn't he tell me that? Why did he stand there smiling as I left?'
Maybe, if he just. Says what he can, Prompto can salvage this.]
It's, um.
[Finally, he holds the book up so Noct can make out his name on the cover, though his hands remain clamped unhappily on the pages and spine.]
It's a picture book I found in the house they gave me. The drawings inside, they're about things that happened in my life--but only the bad stuff. You know, like... you know.
[Even before Altissia, enough happened that Noct should have an idea why Prompto doesn't want to share. Hearing the reports on Insomnia's fall. Jared--and poor Talcott. Prompto shakes his head and looks up, holding it tightly once more against his front.]
I have my camera, I can remember the stuff I want to remember. I don't need this stupid book. So I'm gonna burn it before anyone else can see it.