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[ Little by little, his strength will return to him. She believes it will.

Pyra gives him a bit of a nudge. ]

Before you know it, you'll be back to getting up at dawn to go running. [ She'll join him, of course, if needed. And perhaps they can recreate what they had done the first time they ran together, stopping to take selfies at various landmarks. ]

[He will bounce back. Being sick is hardly the worst thing that's happened to him. Small potatoes!]

Yeah. Can't wait. Just need to get my energy back.

[That was the worst thing, next to being restless, the bone deep exhaustion that he just couldn't shake.]

[ She's sure that it will only be a matter of time, too. ]

With Ignis' cooking, I'm thinking you'll be back running laps in, oh.... [ An exaggeration-- ] a week! [ A pause, then: ] No, maybe three days!

[He pumps a fist in the air.] For sure! The sooner the better.

[Though he doubts he'll be able to get away with running off before he's more fully recovered. Not under Iggy's watchful eye (so to speak).]

I've been spoiled. By both of you.

[ She only chuckles mirthfully at that. ]

Oh, you'd know I'd do that anyway if I could. [ Spoiling him, she means. But Prompto is also a busybody, he has his hobbies and so on. It's not like she'll get this many chances to be beside him outside, taking a moment to take in the moment with him.

She sighs a soft 'hm', then, turning her gaze out towards their garden. A bit more reflectively: ]

Besides, ...you spoil us constantly. [ With his smile, with his energy and optimism, and so much more. ]

[He breathes a small laugh, shaking his head.]

I don't know about that. I haven't done anything.

[Are smiles and optimism enough? He feels like it isn't enough. Especially not right now.]

Noct got hurt and I didn't even know until Ignis told me about it.

That just means it's only your presence we need, Prompto. [ Him being there is enough. Him being himself is enough.

...But at his next comment, she gives is arm a small squeeze, glancing away as to hide a fleeting look of guilt.

Here is the tricky part-- but Prompto more than anyone has a right to know. ]

...I can tell you about it more, if you want to hear. But I think we should sit down, first.

[Can't help but feel better when she says things like that.

Biting his lip, he looks her way, concerned--for her, for Noctis.]

Is that okay? Ignis didn't seem to want to tell me. ["Trust me" he'd said. So Prompto hadn't pressed. But he doesn't want to be ignorant to what is happening to his friends - even if he can't really help them.]

If we can stay outside? I'm not ready to go in yet.

[ And so they sit. She remains beside him, still, her shoulder against his as she looks out into their garden. ] It's... because it has to do with me. [ With herself, and her secrets, and the fear involved in not being brave enough to tell others more of herself. So deeply ingrained that fear is, that it's left Prompto, too, in the dark.

It shouldn't be this way.

Pyra can keep her own fears to herself, that revealing her inhuman status (that others might already know or have guessed about) will cause either rejection or-- worse, desire for the power the crystal promises. But for Pormpto's sake, she can overcome them. She must overcome them.

So with a intake of air, she begins, ] An object of my world appeared the other week. It's called the Omega Fetter and it... belongs to me.

It was corrupted, though, and dangerous.

We thought that-- Noct and I-- we both thought that it could be stored within his armory, so it would be safe from the world. We didn't anticipate that it would... [ A pause, as if she's struggling. ] hurt him so.

[ She quiets after a moment. ] I... jumped into his soul to repair the Fetter, to save him. But he nearly... [ Died, she wants to say, but she can't bring herself to say it. ]

...He didn't. But now he's weak.

[He gives her his full attention. Doesn't even really see the flowers. And though he has questions - What is an Omega Fetter? How did she jump into his soul?

The first thing he needs to know is this:]

Can it still hurt him?

No.... No. [ She shakes her head, then bows it after. ] I repaired it-- I undid its corruption. [ Briefly, her brow furrows. Pyra isn't certain what caused the corruption, exactly, but she can guess. Regardless, that mystery isn't important right now. ]

I'm so sorry, Prompto. Hurting him... it was never our intention.

[He moves away, but only so he can turn to face her.]

Of course it wasn't! I know you'd never hurt him intentionally. And... [He reaches for her hand.] You saved him, right? He'll be okay. Because of you.

[ She looks at him, smiling a bit. And while she's still weary from guilt-- that has eased, considerably-- she's obviously reassured at his hand grasping hers.

Pyra nods her head. ]

He is okay, now. Recovering. Just like you are.

[ Now, her smile widens a bit more, as if she's a bit in awe. ] It's really amazing, how strong the both of you are.

[He smiles, nodding with her.]

Yeah. See? Everything's fine. Or will be soon.

[He turns to look at the flowers, ducking his head with a soft laugh.] Dunno if it's a big feat of strength to get over a cold.

[ From what Ignis told her-- ] I wouldn't call it just a cold, but... [ --He had been severely ill, nearly frozen, collapsed. It's by no small miracle that Ignis had been there for him. In light of that, it was (rather, is) a feat. ]

...Mm. It seems that even that can't shake your optimism.

[ That "will be soon". That is meaningful. ]

[He just shrugs. He hadn't wanted to make a big deal out of it. Not when he was at his worst, and not while he's recovering.]

We've got enough problems. Someone's got to keep their head up.

True... [ There are many things many have with which to content, both internal and external... ] But--

[ She looks at him pointedly, brushing her elbow against him, as if it were a small prod to remind him of something. ] That doesn't make yours any less.

[ Never would they be. Still, that he's able to smile afterwards shows his resilience. ] I just-- want you to know that, okay?

Yeah. [He sighs.] I...I know.

Thank you. [Smiling, he gives her a light nudge back.] I'll try to remember that.

[ With that, at least, taken care of, she can ease up a bit on being so insisting. He can try, and that's the most she can ask for him of this moment; if he forgets, then... she'll just have to try, herself, to be there to remind him.

Pyra smiles again, giving him a small nudge. ]

I wish I had known sooner... that you weren't feeling well, I mean. [ She keeps her tone light, as if she's fussing playfully at him: ] It would have been the perfect excuse to spoil you more.

[He laughs, ducking his head. He's pretty sure Iggy only caught on so fast because he was already expecting it and watching like a hawk.]

Well, if I'd known you were going to spoil me, I would've said something.

Spoiling is better than fussing, isn't it?

[ She jests right back-- although, hypocritically, she does plenty of the latter, too. She's trying not to, but. It's a long journey. ]

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