[ Noctis sighs, looking at Prompto's back for a long few seconds before standing up and draping himself over his friend's back. He wraps his arms around his neck, waiting to wrap his legs until Prompto can loops his arms around him and stand. ]
Ready if you are.
[ He pushes any thoughts of being this close to Prompto away because now is not the time for that, especially considering how injured he is. Granted, on the back of the chocobo wasn't the time either, but it happened. ]
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Ready if you are.
[ He pushes any thoughts of being this close to Prompto away because now is not the time for that, especially considering how injured he is. Granted, on the back of the chocobo wasn't the time either, but it happened. ]