[The volume of his voice trails off near the end of his reply, lips pursing tightly. Okay, even he knows that was transparent bull. He lets Prompto pull him in, his eyes halting on the cheesecake, not just due to the berries but also the memory that it stirs up. Hadn't they talked about that before...?
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[The volume of his voice trails off near the end of his reply, lips pursing tightly. Okay, even he knows that was transparent bull. He lets Prompto pull him in, his eyes halting on the cheesecake, not just due to the berries but also the memory that it stirs up. Hadn't they talked about that before...?
Oh right. Use words.]
Uh, thanks.