Radiating warmth, weight shifted from either leg as the distance remained comfortably close. Although there still wasn’t much known of the prince, Tidus was always one to make quick friends. Added to the ever-growing list of taciturn companions, only a little patience was needed before they could advance from their established relationship. The time would come soon enough. Lips curled, bright laughter escaped in response to the midnight male’s words.
"—‘Course I remember you! But I was jus’ about to say the same thing!"
"Aa…" Subsequent to a thinly-shaped dark brow rising acclivitous, a faint note of amusement was present within the tonality of his voice as a hint of joviality was dancing within lapis lazuli hues. Providing the other with an inclination of the head and idly brushing away the unkempt tendrils in which obscured his sight, a pink appendage slightly emerged to perform a glissandi athwart the surface of cerise lines afore speaking. "So we were thinking just the same thing, huh? I’m not sure about you, but I would find it hard to forget you." Iwis, he was cognizant of the fact there-anent the ambiguity and double entendre of his words and there was a possibility that the blonde could have perceived it in soever way, but forsooth, it was not his intention to cause a sort of detriment in any form or fashion.
Subconsciously did a sibilant utterance immediately departed from the confines of his mouth, brusquely disrupting the vocalization in which the blonde bodaciously expressed for a myriad of clandestine ears to ensnare beneath the lucullan walls. Caerulean optics flickered, a glint of admonition swimming within the pools of ocean in which quiescently conveyed to the individual whom he shared a sense of camaraderie with to hold his tongue as the apples of his cheeks gradually suffused to a hue of carmine. Forsooth, the umbrageous prince did not have an issue commencing a conversation with his companion, but there were stories that are not meant to be revealed in public and the particular one in which he alluded to was one of them. Allowing the corners of pallid tiers to descend to a frown, twin dark brows lowered to meet in a junction as words were bequeathed unto the blonde. “Must we talk about this, Prompto?”
“私は2年近くあなたを知っている,” comes the mellifluent tonalities of her silvery voice; in contempt of her aforesaid vocalization projecting that of staidness, her physiognomy persists on weaving tales of poignancy, she earnestly did not intend to upset him in any way whatsoever. “あなたは嘘だとき, 私が言うことができると思いませんか? 私はもう, あなたの誠実さの価値ではないのですか?”
“それはそうかもしれません." Therein a low, distinctive tintinnabulum eludes the prince, perceiving the ring of solemnity underlying the tonality of her words there-anent and scintillating pools of ocean affixed themselves upon the female as the corners of pallid folds downturned to form a semblance of a frown. "私は真実を語っで選ぶことを好むが, 私は潜在的な競合を回避する意図であるようにしかないときに… 時代がある場合がございます.”
“—Why are you frowning? I don’t like it when you frown.”
Shaking his head in response to the query in tandem to Stygian tendrils swaying to and fro, lashes simply lowered alongst the apples of his cheeks and a suspiration had departed from his lips subconsciously slipping into speaking in his mother’s tongue. “それについては心配しないでください…それは重要な何もない.”
Surprise tensed broad shoulders before recognition eased them back into a lax position. Sneaker clad heels spun sunshine personified to face the prince while an easy grin stretched sunkissed lips. Ocean hues widened with pleasure. Short distanced crossed, he clapped a strong hand atop the other’s shoulder.
"Noct! Hey man, ‘s been awhile!"
Mimicking the blonde’s actions as incarnadine folds curled slightly to unveil a delineated set of eburnine whites gnashed in a junction, a nod that could be imperceptible to the senses was given, inducing atramentous rivers to sway in languid motions in response to the words in which was bequeathed unto him, notwithstanding the sheathed digits that settled atop of his shoulder as he spoke. “So it has… I’m surprised that you recognized me.”
Uncertainty was laced within his mobility, caerulean optics scrutinizing the male with an emotion that was akin to wonder and the tonality of his voice conveyed the sentiments of curiosity in which the prince was experiencing as he sought to garner the other’s attention. “Hey…”