Inigo really thought Prompto would just get up and go off to the games carriage, but apparently that isn't happening. It's so surprising that it takes a moment or two for his brain to even fully register that Prompto now is crying. But in a sense.. maybe it's for the better. If Inigo is focusing on making sure someone else isn't crying, he has much less time to focus on his own thought spiral that makes him cry.
So he sucks up any and all remaining feelings the best he can, tucking them away in a corner of his mind where he can pull them out from later. It wouldn't be productive for them both to cry.
Instead Inigo moves, starting to climb off the suitcase.
"Alright, just.. wait here for a moment? I will be right back. I swear." He knows it probably seems weird to do this right after Prompto started crying, but he swears he has a good reason! "Don't move."
And while he feels dumb running through the train with his eyes still clearly red and puffy from all the crying he's done, Inigo is willing to take that risk for Prompto's sake right now. All he's doing anyway is just running to his cabin and then right back to the carriage Prompto is in - but as Inigo runs in, he's carrying his blanket in his arms. He climbs back onto the suitcases with it, moving right up to where he was sitting next to Prompto, and then drapes the blanket over the two of them.
"I mean.. We obviously aren't going anywhere anytime soon." Because they're both just messes, apparently.
Inigo scoots closer, until his side is just pressed against Prompto's. To show he doesn't mind the contact this time.
"So let's just stay like this for a while instead."
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Inigo really thought Prompto would just get up and go off to the games carriage, but apparently that isn't happening. It's so surprising that it takes a moment or two for his brain to even fully register that Prompto now is crying. But in a sense.. maybe it's for the better. If Inigo is focusing on making sure someone else isn't crying, he has much less time to focus on his own thought spiral that makes him cry.
So he sucks up any and all remaining feelings the best he can, tucking them away in a corner of his mind where he can pull them out from later. It wouldn't be productive for them both to cry.
Instead Inigo moves, starting to climb off the suitcase.
"Alright, just.. wait here for a moment? I will be right back. I swear." He knows it probably seems weird to do this right after Prompto started crying, but he swears he has a good reason! "Don't move."
And while he feels dumb running through the train with his eyes still clearly red and puffy from all the crying he's done, Inigo is willing to take that risk for Prompto's sake right now. All he's doing anyway is just running to his cabin and then right back to the carriage Prompto is in - but as Inigo runs in, he's carrying his blanket in his arms. He climbs back onto the suitcases with it, moving right up to where he was sitting next to Prompto, and then drapes the blanket over the two of them.
"I mean.. We obviously aren't going anywhere anytime soon." Because they're both just messes, apparently.
Inigo scoots closer, until his side is just pressed against Prompto's. To show he doesn't mind the contact this time.
"So let's just stay like this for a while instead."