[Ah... something shifts in Noct's gaze, a quiet, nostalgic smile with a layer of sadness beneath. How long's it been? And if it feels this way for him, it must be so much harder for Prompto. He leans in a little, his shoulder pressed up against his friend's, though he glances briefly at Pyra to explain.]
That's Iris... she was even better at selfies than you. [Meaning Prompto, as his gaze shifts again.]
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That's Iris... she was even better at selfies than you. [Meaning Prompto, as his gaze shifts again.]