[ Lance prompts the question that has been lingering at the back of his mind since they arrived, and now Prompto must make a choice. He's the sort to believe in fate, and if the rift brought them here, then...there must be a reason for it, right? Like maybe there's something he can do, or change.
But...him? He's just Prompto. Just the prince's loser best friend. He wouldn't even know where to begin, if they headed into the city.
His voice trembles as he speaks again, eyes searching Lance's face, before they return to the city before them. ]
I-I...I don't... [ He stops, swallows, and starts again. ] I can't...not me. What if...I just make everything worse?
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But...him? He's just Prompto. Just the prince's loser best friend. He wouldn't even know where to begin, if they headed into the city.
His voice trembles as he speaks again, eyes searching Lance's face, before they return to the city before them. ]
I-I...I don't... [ He stops, swallows, and starts again. ] I can't...not me. What if...I just make everything worse?