[He follows and continues following until brought over to the clothing rack lined with various tops, neatly arranged in a row. Prompto is right to have led him towards the darker colors, as V would’ve meandered this way eventually. He doesn’t have a reply for the other young man, not quite yet, only allowing himself to indulge in why he was brought here — to find suitable clothes.
His tastes as V, as compared to his other self, might run along similar lines at times, but they mostly diverge in regards to a preference towards the color black. A few shirts — plain but comfortable-looking — are easily plucked out among the choices. Some of the bolder colors, dark or not, are skipped over, with the exception of sometimes blue. He doesn’t ever seem to give red hues a second glance.
A cane hooked under an arm allows for easy shopping. Prompto doesn’t have to wait long until V walks towards him, a handful of shirts and a couple of dark pants and jeans draped over an arm.]
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His tastes as V, as compared to his other self, might run along similar lines at times, but they mostly diverge in regards to a preference towards the color black. A few shirts — plain but comfortable-looking — are easily plucked out among the choices. Some of the bolder colors, dark or not, are skipped over, with the exception of sometimes blue. He doesn’t ever seem to give red hues a second glance.
A cane hooked under an arm allows for easy shopping. Prompto doesn’t have to wait long until V walks towards him, a handful of shirts and a couple of dark pants and jeans draped over an arm.]
This should do for now. Nothing for yourself?