[If it helps lend weight to what he's said about where he came from his clothes smell strongly of ash and smoke, a hint of sulfur clinging to him as well.
He wants to apologize for a moment but he knows it's no use. This is not the Prompto he fought with so much, not the same man he pushed away.]
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He wants to apologize for a moment but he knows it's no use. This is not the Prompto he fought with so much, not the same man he pushed away.]
We'll figure this shit out. We gotta.