The thing about Damian is he's nowhere near as good at hiding his emotions as he thinks he is. His expression flicks - sadness, concern, guilt - before he manages to reign it back in. ]
[and prompto's awkwardly standing there, aware that he's kind of... made things awkward. he rubs at the back of his neck before turning off his camera so it saves up on battery.]
He doesn't want people to think he's not doing so hot.
[maybe he shouldn't have said...]
He'd rather care than be cared for, since he says that's what he was made for. [uhhh] It's sad, but we've both concluded it's best to just keep on.
[ The longer he stays, the more he doesn't actually know if he wants to go home. The people he cares about here are dead, missing, or hopelessly brainwashed in his own world. ]
[ He tolerates it, but it's pretty obvious he's not sure how to actually return the gesture in kind. Or do anything kind of light hearted in turn. ]
It's not pathetic. [ It probably sounds like a very un-Hafid like thing to say. It's more something Damian Wayne would say, without making eye contact and looking uncomfortable to admit it. ]
[ It's the scowl. Scowl and nobody will figure out how old you are.
But his age is an uncomfortable thing. He never had a childhood, he just stormed onto the scene as a pint sized adult with heaps of emotional problems. ]
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But it never makes it easier to think about people he knows - people he likes - gone. ]
Soon. Within the week. I've been discussing with Manfred how we should handle it.
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Man, I just wanna say, Markus is the best. [that out of the way] Do you mean by way of the, y'know, place to be?
[safehouse]
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[ He crosses his arms as they walk. ]
Manfred's a good man.
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[a thought left hanging, stopping to take another picture: of a boy with his robot dog, playing catch on the side.]
I'm no good at being organized, but. I'll help with what I can.
[more shots]
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[ Damian frowns. Well, frowns more. ]
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Connor left, y'know. They were pretty good friends.
[he's barely aware of whatever beef damian may have had with... connor, or otherwise.] Others he was familiar with, too.
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The thing about Damian is he's nowhere near as good at hiding his emotions as he thinks he is. His expression flicks - sadness, concern, guilt - before he manages to reign it back in. ]
I didn't realize.
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He doesn't want people to think he's not doing so hot.
[maybe he shouldn't have said...]
He'd rather care than be cared for, since he says that's what he was made for. [uhhh] It's sad, but we've both concluded it's best to just keep on.
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But it's proof he has the emotional awareness of a baked potato. ]
We'll probably lose more people before we've managed to escape, so... that's wise.
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They've gone back home.
[prompto needs to believe this much, otherwise he doesn't know what he'll do with himself.]
We just gotta catch up with them.
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Right. That's what I meant.
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I'm not usually so pathetic I need company when I get anxious, but the company does help.
[their lives here are so temporary, so tenuous, so unknown.]
Thanks.
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It's not pathetic. [ It probably sounds like a very un-Hafid like thing to say. It's more something Damian Wayne would say, without making eye contact and looking uncomfortable to admit it. ]
You reached out. That takes strength.
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--yeah, true. [an awkward rub at the back of his neck as he seems paused about what he wants to say next.] I'll keep working on that.
By the way, [in an attempt to throw the topic of conversation away from himself--] how old did you turn on your birthday?
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And then pauses. ]
... Twenty.
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Wait, you're younger than me?
[excuse me since WHEN]
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[ He folds his arms, frowning. The answer is obvious but he doesn't wanna say it. ]
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Twenty, crawling into twenty-one soon...
[he thought damian was like, five to seven years older, excuse him for having his mind blown]
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But his age is an uncomfortable thing. He never had a childhood, he just stormed onto the scene as a pint sized adult with heaps of emotional problems. ]
It's not that big of a gap.
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[but, despite the tone and his words, prompto's grinning wide]
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A large gap in maturity then.
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[this is making prompto's anxiety leave him. thank you, damian]
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[ DON'T SASS ME ARGENTUM. ]
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[listen, he's always been the baby. let him have this.]
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