[Ah. He understands. You were saving the puns to throw out together. Cheeky.
Okay. He can't help himself. Prompto had left himself far too open.]
Is that so?
[Phasing isn't quite the same as warping. It's a little harder for him without the weapon to focus on and use as an end point. Rather he just blinks and steps. A move which puts him right in Prompto's face, looking down at him from close, too close. He keeps his hands to himself, but they angle in the air, as if Nyx's is imagining touching him.
He keeps striding forward, herding Prompto until the man's back touches the wall. Nyx's gaze is laser focused, his grin easing back into the smug smirk.]
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Okay. He can't help himself. Prompto had left himself far too open.]
Is that so?
[Phasing isn't quite the same as warping. It's a little harder for him without the weapon to focus on and use as an end point. Rather he just blinks and steps. A move which puts him right in Prompto's face, looking down at him from close, too close. He keeps his hands to himself, but they angle in the air, as if Nyx's is imagining touching him.
He keeps striding forward, herding Prompto until the man's back touches the wall. Nyx's gaze is laser focused, his grin easing back into the smug smirk.]
All the....belts, huh?