Uh... Something like that.

[glad that v is getting all this info from the one who is the least in the loop, but at least prompto's efforts are ... efforts.]

[he's not too keen to talk on about the prophecy since, again, he doesn't feel like he knows enough of it to explain it properly. it makes him feel out of his depth. needless to say, it also makes him feel frustrated because of what it is and what it means for someone he is particularly close with.]

...no, not yet. [fixating his anxious energy to tapping fingers onto the edge of the counter, prompto fixes his footing until both feet are flat on the floor, his shoulders hunched a touch.] Sometimes you hear a prophecy or something and think, that ain't for me, I'll be dead before that thing that's set for a thousand years from now happens, so whatever. But -- it might actually be happening sooner rather than later.

[maybe while we stand here and chat? it feels hecky to think about his own time-and-space existence like this]

[here, he bares somewhat of a grin.]

I guess it'd be cool for me if I also got back as soon as possible. Damn. [that's having something in common]