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[judgementor]

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[judgementor]

[He nods after deftly catching the bag, and moves to sprinkle the stuff where Prompto had indicated.]

Are you... alright?

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Nope.

[Well, at least he's being honest this time.]

But I can't let it get to me. Not over Noct.

[He'd just spiral into a messy depression and he just can't.]

[judgementor]

Can't let it?

[There's something about the phrasing that catches his attention, and he glances Prompto's way curiously while he does as he was asked with the anti-catnip.]

[clickclickbang]

Yeah? Did I say something weird?

[It didn't even really register for him]

[judgementor]

No, not at all.

[He returns to the task at hand, but after a few moments he speaks again.]

Did you ever speak to him about what we talked about?

[clickclickbang]

[There's a long silence.]

No. We never had a chance.

[judgementor]

Ah.

[He'd had a feeling. Red Wine lowers his arm and sets the anti-catnip down, letting out a soft breath through his nose.]

Do you drink at all, Prompto?

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Only socially. Why?

[judgementor]

Because it doesn't sound like a particularly bad idea to me, and I wondered if you'd join me.

[clickclickbang]

...you know what? Why not. Maybe I can learn to actually drink wine, heh.

[judgementor]

You can drink whatever you like.

[Red Wine might be going for something a little stronger than his namesake.]

We can go out, or drink here. I have no preference.

[clickclickbang]

Let's head out. Change of scenery.

[judgementor]

Right.

[He heads for the door.]

Bring a coat. I know a place.

[clickclickbang]

Yessir!

[Hopefully the kittens behave.]