[immediately, without cloud meaning to, prompto feels his shoulders tighten in anticipation. he sucks in his breath and his tummy, too, managing a weak laugh at that.]
Yeah, totes.
[he doesn't know if the comparison to their mother is making him feel dizzy or if it's the reminder that being skinny comes with so, so much hard work and self-restrain.]
Uh... [he keeps on walking] They got salmon and fries, too, y'know.
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Yeah, totes.
[he doesn't know if the comparison to their mother is making him feel dizzy or if it's the reminder that being skinny comes with so, so much hard work and self-restrain.]
Uh... [he keeps on walking] They got salmon and fries, too, y'know.