[ noct's text draws the smallest smile out of him, carefully making his way across the room once he enters and tucking his lantern under the edge of the bed so the light isn't terribly bright. not that it is on its own, but prompto also doesn't want to trip over it if they have to get up in a hurry. then, quietly, he sits on the edge of the mattress and wiggles his way under the blanket they're apparently going to share. ]
Man, you weren't kidding. It is a little cold in here. [ he whispers it, gently nudging noct as he settles in. ]
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Man, you weren't kidding. It is a little cold in here. [ he whispers it, gently nudging noct as he settles in. ]