[Prompto didn't even know where his stick went. Did he throw it in the trash too? It wasn't in his hands. He was done eating... He didn't eat the stick did he. No... he was sure Nyx wouldn't let him eat a stick.
Whoop.
He's drifting fast.
Leaning into him heavily. He went from zero to a hundred in actual seconds.]
no subject
Whoop.
He's drifting fast.
Leaning into him heavily. He went from zero to a hundred in actual seconds.]
No... you'll fall over.
[Nice.]