[He's doomed. He might not have agreed to a night out before, but now?
He lets the magic dissolve, forcing the spell back down so that it doesn't burst out into the air. The tingling lingers along his arm, but like the cold and heat of his other spells, the lightning fades over time.]
We use it so often in battle. It's kind've nice to show someone just to show them.
[He holds onto Prompto's hand probably a little longer than necessary, but who's going to call him out on it? But finally he uncurls his fingers so Prompto can have it back.]
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He lets the magic dissolve, forcing the spell back down so that it doesn't burst out into the air. The tingling lingers along his arm, but like the cold and heat of his other spells, the lightning fades over time.]
We use it so often in battle. It's kind've nice to show someone just to show them.
[He holds onto Prompto's hand probably a little longer than necessary, but who's going to call him out on it? But finally he uncurls his fingers so Prompto can have it back.]