[Not having anything to take the frustration out on was enough to let his anger fizzle down, still close to the surface but not quite as volatile. Mentioning Ardyn was... probably the worst thing Prompto could've done.]
Weird dream type...? [He shakes his head to dismiss it, that was not the point right now.]
Civilians? How many? What kind of measures have you guys taken? Is it- [Does he dare ask? No, weird or not he can't even begin to fathom something so strange as a world unaffected by the darkness. Surely the sun cannot shine anywhere while Ardyn still lives.] Are there lights?
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Weird dream type...? [He shakes his head to dismiss it, that was not the point right now.]
Civilians? How many? What kind of measures have you guys taken? Is it- [Does he dare ask? No, weird or not he can't even begin to fathom something so strange as a world unaffected by the darkness. Surely the sun cannot shine anywhere while Ardyn still lives.] Are there lights?