( how can some people not feel fazed by this at all? prompto doesn't get it. it's like making a presentation in front of people, except instead of a grade, it's judgment on a way more personal level. for as fun and happy and generally peppy as prompto can be, he's still rife with insecurities, and being in a place like this... turns out, it's not so good for dealing with those.
so, yeah. he's definitely, totally, unequivocally nervous.
made even more so by the compliment (what? he doesn't believe that at all coming from someone so pretty, but the effort is appreciated) and then the way he's stared at. logically he knows what's going on, but at the same time it just makes him think about all his glaring imperfections. including the flush that spreads like a pink wildfire over his skin. )
Yeah, definitely first time. I'm not really "host material."
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so, yeah. he's definitely, totally, unequivocally nervous.
made even more so by the compliment (what? he doesn't believe that at all coming from someone so pretty, but the effort is appreciated) and then the way he's stared at. logically he knows what's going on, but at the same time it just makes him think about all his glaring imperfections. including the flush that spreads like a pink wildfire over his skin. )
Yeah, definitely first time. I'm not really "host material."