[He takes the cane, drawing his arm back. His other hand aids in balancing it straight so that he can inspect, applying whatever attributes it possesses against some invisible checklist in his head.
It’s not like the one back home, of course. That one was of sturdy material, with a pointed tip made to pierce an ashen demon’s skull, a design at the hilt both unusual and subtly striking. This new one is not so unique — of proper height and sturdiness to support his frame, at least, and V stands without much warning to test it.
Dressed as he is, no longer in unflattering scrubs, it’s easier to see how slender his form is — the clothes he wears now are plain but they fit well enough, revealing a wan body, and so it doesn't take an exceptionally sturdy cane to hold him up. A hand whirls it once, then plants its tip against the floor of the safehouse. It makes a sharp clack.]
It suits me well enough.
[A lopsided grin, creeping onto his features. He considers Prompto.]
weep more
It’s not like the one back home, of course. That one was of sturdy material, with a pointed tip made to pierce an ashen demon’s skull, a design at the hilt both unusual and subtly striking. This new one is not so unique — of proper height and sturdiness to support his frame, at least, and V stands without much warning to test it.
Dressed as he is, no longer in unflattering scrubs, it’s easier to see how slender his form is — the clothes he wears now are plain but they fit well enough, revealing a wan body, and so it doesn't take an exceptionally sturdy cane to hold him up. A hand whirls it once, then plants its tip against the floor of the safehouse. It makes a sharp clack.]
It suits me well enough.
[A lopsided grin, creeping onto his features. He considers Prompto.]
I’m surprised you went to the effort, though.