[Big, deep breath, despite the wind rushing past.]
Noct!
[Hope Noct's ready to be clung to with the ferocity of a thousand Karlabos, because that's what Prompto does, throwing his arms desperately around his friend and holding on like he's afraid to let go.]
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Noct!
[Hope Noct's ready to be clung to with the ferocity of a thousand Karlabos, because that's what Prompto does, throwing his arms desperately around his friend and holding on like he's afraid to let go.]
It's you--you're here--where have you BEEN?!