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From:

mercurio

[he elbows damian]

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.

From:

batricide

[ 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. ]

You reached out. That takes strength.

From:

mercurio

[...now, he's embarrassed. he didn't expect such straight-forward praise thrown his way over how he's handling his weaknesses.]

--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?

From:

batricide

[ Good. Here's where someone would normally clap him on the shoulder and encourage him, but Damian just nods.

And then pauses. ]

... Twenty.

From:

mercurio

[prompto stops and stares at damian with wide eyes -- some sort of shock clear on his face.]

Wait, you're younger than me?

[excuse me since WHEN]

From:

batricide

How old are you?

[ He folds his arms, frowning. The answer is obvious but he doesn't wanna say it. ]

From:

mercurio

[prompto points at himself]

Twenty, crawling into twenty-one soon...

[he thought damian was like, five to seven years older, excuse him for having his mind blown]

From:

batricide

[ 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. ]

It's not that big of a gap.

From:

mercurio

That is literally the problem, Hafid.

[but, despite the tone and his words, prompto's grinning wide]

From:

batricide

[ Shaking his head. ]

A large gap in maturity then.

From:

mercurio

I'm the adult here! You're gonna have to respect your elders, and all that.

[this is making prompto's anxiety leave him. thank you, damian]

From:

batricide

Prompto, I guarantee that I've banked more 'adult' years than you have.

[ DON'T SASS ME ARGENTUM. ]

From:

mercurio

What, I can't hear you over my eleven months of adult superiority over you~?

[listen, he's always been the baby. let him have this.]

From:

batricide

Do you even know how to do your taxes?

From:

mercurio

[a pause...]

I took care of myself as a kid and managed?

From:

batricide

That's surviving, that's not being an adult. There's a difference.

From:

mercurio

That should totally count for something.

Have you done your taxes?

From:

batricide

[ I was in prison when I turned eighteen so. No. ]

I did the books for my family's company for a year.

From:

mercurio

Okay, that's not fair. You're like infinitely smarter than me, so how does that prove being more of an adult when it's really just proof that you would kick my ass in chess in a matter of seconds?

From:

batricide

I didn't have a childhood. Ergo, I'm more of an adult by years lived as one.

From:

mercurio

That's super sad.

[but prompto's letting this conversation go, by way of letting his camera dangle from the strap around his neck, pulling instead something from his back pocket. it's a satchel, containing gloves, and he forcibly hands them over. tsuntsuntsun (he always loses at competition so he always gets a bit salty for like a hot minute).]

Happy late birthday anyway.

From:

batricide

[ Oh.

Damian's dour expression flickers into one of surprise. He takes it, about to protest - to remind Prompto he hadn't wanted anyone to celebrate to consider it. But...

He doesn't expect anything for his birthday, ever. Or for anyone to remember it - his father sure as hell never did, and Talia only celebrated it until he stopped being her obedient little toy. He doesn't spread it around, doesn't bother looking forward to it. It's hard to when your life has been a trainwreck for so long you've forgotten what it feels like to be happy.

But this?

This... feels pretty close to happy. ]

... Thanks.

From:

mercurio

[prompto rubs at the back of his neck, somewhat embarrassed, kicking at the ground with his boots and looking elsewhere.]

I mean, it's not a big deal. It wasn't supposed t'be. I didn't get you a present cuz I thought you had a shitty childhood, it's just -- nice to be remembered, especially on your birthday, right? Even if it isn't technically your birthday anymore...

[he's twisting himself around in his own words.]

So now I know you had a shitty childhood, or none at all, and that makes me, [shrugs] feel sad? But - not that you're sad cuz of it! I just... [with a pause, he seems to finally land onto a more calm aspect of speaking, without the exaggerated inflections or the quick speech] I get it. I never got to celebrate my birthday until I met people who really cared about me and went out of their way to find out about it, when I was sixteen. Even if it's stupid or childish, I don't want others to feel like they don't matter due to no one recognizing them on their birthdays.

[#feelings]

From:

batricide

[ He doesn't know what to say.

It's not often that Damian is left genuinely speechless. He needs a minute, his expression carefully schooled into something more neutral. ]

When you first arrived here I thought you were going to need someone to look after you. [ It's... not a nice thing to say. He doesn't know how to respond to raw emotional honesty but offering it in kind. And admitting he was... wrong is something he's not good at. ] I was... wrong.

I underestimated more than just your capabilities in combat.

From:

mercurio

[prompto's expression shifts into a smile]

I dunno about you, but I'm definitely taking that as a compliment.

[he's not someone who gets easily offended, or who is quick to ire. years of solitude and doubting his own worth has made him someone who is rather resilient, patient, perceptive of his surroundings.]

[prompto, who cares hopelessly for his friends, who threw himself into an adventure way out of his comfort zone--where he was definitely not ready to tackle everything he saw and went through. and yet here he is, warm as a person, willing to be the heart of the team without even intending it.]

[he bumps at damian's arm with a closed fist, companionable.]

I probably really need lookin' after though.