[ he changes the subject, and alisaie frowns, her brow creased thoughtfully. she doesn't answer for a few moments, still poking at the snowman's face in quiet consternation. ]
Clothing, of course.
[ she could run back to her room for a scarf, it isn't too far.. ]
[ ...Ah. She's not going to let that slide, is she? Not that she should — he definitely shouldn't have said that. Anyway, he didn't mean it like that! And the last thing he wants is to give her the wrong idea about what he thinks about her!
...Even if she can be a little grumpy at times. ]
N-no! You're just more of a...realist. You keep airheads like me from getting too carried away with myself.
[ Well, it's true. Their dispositions do balance each other out pretty well. ]
[ Before she has even finished speaking, he shakes his head to dispel the notion that she has anything to be apologizing for. ]
Nah, it's a...nice change of pace. Anyway, you can't be any worse at making friends than I am. [ He chuckles warmly. ] Guess that's one ready we get along so well, huh?
[ Even if she can be...stern sometimes, that's not a bad thing. Besides, her frowny face is pretty cute... ]
[ And he finds her surprise surprising, so they're all just one big revolving door of surprise. But is it all that shocking? She know better than most how awkward and shy he can be. ]
I-I... y'know! I'm kind of...a mess. Don't you remember how we first met?
[ It's nothing short of a miracle that she still talks to him, honestly. ]
[ yeah and that surprise is gonna continue to circle around, because she's still surprised, and will continue to be surprised, and in disbelief, for the foreseeable future. somehow, she's quite dubious.. ]
That is ridiculous.
[ she shakes her head. ]
You are friendly, and kind. I cannot imagine that you do not make friends with nearly everyone you meet.
[ He turns pink as he always does when she compliments him, and to be fair, he has...had rather good luck with friends here. Rather than him being good at making friends, however, he attributes it more to everyone here just being freakin' amazing, of course. ]
Still! You gotta admit...you probably didn't think we'd be so tight when we first met, did you?
But that was less to do with you and more to do with me. If you have trouble making friends, it is only because you do not allow yourself to reach out. A personality like yours is.. magnetic.
[ that he isn't friends with the entire circle would come as a surprise to her, tbh. ]
[ That's...probably fair, though it isn't so easy for him to see it. Even so, he's had such good luck with friends here. Even with how amazing they all are, but must be doing something right to retain them at all.
He waves a hand, turning the tables on her. ]
A-anyway, it takes two to tango, Ali! You have just as much to do with us bein' friends as I do.
[ Okay, that sure did come out in a way, and just as she does, Prompto lights up like a festive tree, going red from his shoulders to the tips of his ears. She really thinks of him like that?
...He's thinking about the cave again. ]
Hey, I know how that goes. But there's nothing wrong with that, y'know? You're kinda perfect just the way you are.
[ ...
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Oh.
Now it's his turn to wish for death, to become a ripe tomato and glance away self-consciously. ]
alisaie's face reddens visibly, but still, she can't help but smile broadly, her heart tightening in her breast, warmed and lifted. even if it weren't prompto, it would be nice to hear these things, to soothe the quiet insecurity she has always carried with her when it came to how others thought of her. but it is prompto, and that makes it all the more.. special, important, that it's coming from him. that he thinks she is worthy and good.
a soft sound escapes her, something between a sigh and a breathless laugh. ]
[ If only he had the time, he would go on and on and on about how good she is, but they're already being big enough idiots right now. If he says anything else like that he might just burst into flames, though really, it's exceedingly easy to compliment her when his nerves aren't getting in the way. There's so much to say about her, and all the good and wonderful things that she is. ]
You won't give me too hard a time for sayin' you're grumpy now, will you?
[ well at least she doesn't seem as started/upset by it this time!! especially after he said such cute nice things.. alisaie shakes her head. ]
No.. of course not.
[ she hadn't meant to give him a hard time at all!! she was just.. nervous. afraid that she'd maybe been too harsh with him too many times, that her natural thorny disposition might be coming off too strongly. normally, she worries about this only minimally, but with prompto..
well, his opinion of her matters far more than most. the last thing she would ever want to do is give him the impression that she's always angry with him. ]
I only - um. I do not want you to think that I am angry all the time..
[ even if angry can sometimes be her default state.. ]
[ He reaches over, nudging her in the shoulder gently with his knuckles. ]
Nah, I don't think of you that way at all. [ It's just fun to give her a hard time for being a little feisty, that's all! ] I just want you to be happy, all the time, in every place, because...you deserve all the happiness in the world.
[ Gods, could he be any sappier? Her eyes must be about to roll into the back of her skull. But still, he means it.
[ she believes him, of course, because she trusts him, even if she's still a little bit worried. she's so good at driving people away.. too good, by all accounts, and the last thing she would ever want to do is frighten him off by being too - well. her.
but his comfort is warm and welcome, and the tightness in her chest eases. ]
Well, I can only hope that you will tell me should I ever press the line.
[ well. it works. it's better than prompto, anyway. alisaie chuckles, patting down the snow on her face before stepping back. she still looks a little grumpy, doesn't she.. :( ]
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He narrows his eyes, leaning closer to examine the pumpkin, as if he missed something upon first glance. Then, exaggeratedly: ]
...Ohhhhh! Now I see it! Ha! Ha! That suuuure is a smile!
[ It sure isn't. ]
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alisaie frowns a sad little frown, look what you did, prompto, now she's upset!! she'll just.. start fussily rearranging the face stones!! ]
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W-wait! Don't change it! I liked her lookin' kind of...grumpy! Reminded me of you, a bit!
[ THOSE TWO STATEMENTS ARE NOT RELATED ]
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Of me?
[ was that the right answer or not?? she is sort of touched, but also sort of offended. ]
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Uhhh — wh-what I meant by that was —
[ ...
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Yeah, he's got nothing.
So he's just gonna...turn right around and change the subject! ]
Anyway, uhhhh. Clothes! Let's find some.
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Clothing, of course.
[ she could run back to her room for a scarf, it isn't too far.. ]
Do you.. think I am very grumpy?
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...Even if she can be a little grumpy at times. ]
N-no! You're just more of a...realist. You keep airheads like me from getting too carried away with myself.
[ Well, it's true. Their dispositions do balance each other out pretty well. ]
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[ okay well
maybe sometimes he is...
but still. she flicks her eyes to him again, her brow drawn and creased. ]
I apologize if I have been.. short, with you. To be honest, I've not much experience making friends.
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Nah, it's a...nice change of pace. Anyway, you can't be any worse at making friends than I am. [ He chuckles warmly. ] Guess that's one ready we get along so well, huh?
[ Even if she can be...stern sometimes, that's not a bad thing. Besides, her frowny face is pretty cute... ]
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[ she looks so incredulous it's probably nearly cartoonish, her hands pausing in their work over the snowman's face, her eyes wide. ]
How could you possibly be poor at making friends?
[ he's more or less the opposite of her, and he'd ingratiated himself to her so completely.. not to mention, he has so very many friends here now. ]
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I-I... y'know! I'm kind of...a mess. Don't you remember how we first met?
[ It's nothing short of a miracle that she still talks to him, honestly. ]
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That is ridiculous.
[ she shakes her head. ]
You are friendly, and kind. I cannot imagine that you do not make friends with nearly everyone you meet.
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[ He turns pink as he always does when she compliments him, and to be fair, he has...had rather good luck with friends here. Rather than him being good at making friends, however, he attributes it more to everyone here just being freakin' amazing, of course. ]
Still! You gotta admit...you probably didn't think we'd be so tight when we first met, did you?
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[ she admits, through a frown. ]
But that was less to do with you and more to do with me. If you have trouble making friends, it is only because you do not allow yourself to reach out. A personality like yours is.. magnetic.
[ that he isn't friends with the entire circle would come as a surprise to her, tbh. ]
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[ That's...probably fair, though it isn't so easy for him to see it. Even so, he's had such good luck with friends here. Even with how amazing they all are, but must be doing something right to retain them at all.
He waves a hand, turning the tables on her. ]
A-anyway, it takes two to tango, Ali! You have just as much to do with us bein' friends as I do.
[ How does she not see how amazing she is? ]
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[ that.. came out.. in a way..
the tips of her ears flush faintly, but she clears her throat and forges ahead with a light chuckle. ]
And that may be true, but you were persistent. Growing up I was.. incredibly different from my peers.
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...He's thinking about the cave again. ]
Hey, I know how that goes. But there's nothing wrong with that, y'know? You're kinda perfect just the way you are.
[ ...
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Oh.
Now it's his turn to wish for death, to become a ripe tomato and glance away self-consciously. ]
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they are both
such idiots
alisaie's face reddens visibly, but still, she can't help but smile broadly, her heart tightening in her breast, warmed and lifted. even if it weren't prompto, it would be nice to hear these things, to soothe the quiet insecurity she has always carried with her when it came to how others thought of her. but it is prompto, and that makes it all the more.. special, important, that it's coming from him. that he thinks she is worthy and good.
a soft sound escapes her, something between a sigh and a breathless laugh. ]
I am.. glad that you think so.
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You won't give me too hard a time for sayin' you're grumpy now, will you?
[ HE SHOULDN'T HAVE BROUGHT IT UP AGAIN ]
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No.. of course not.
[ she hadn't meant to give him a hard time at all!! she was just.. nervous. afraid that she'd maybe been too harsh with him too many times, that her natural thorny disposition might be coming off too strongly. normally, she worries about this only minimally, but with prompto..
well, his opinion of her matters far more than most. the last thing she would ever want to do is give him the impression that she's always angry with him. ]
I only - um. I do not want you to think that I am angry all the time..
[ even if angry can sometimes be her default state.. ]
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Nah, I don't think of you that way at all. [ It's just fun to give her a hard time for being a little feisty, that's all! ] I just want you to be happy, all the time, in every place, because...you deserve all the happiness in the world.
[ Gods, could he be any sappier? Her eyes must be about to roll into the back of her skull. But still, he means it.
Anyway!!! Back to this snowman... ]
...Lookin' good, Snowbella.
[ That's its name now. ]
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but his comfort is warm and welcome, and the tightness in her chest eases. ]
Well, I can only hope that you will tell me should I ever press the line.
[ better that than scaring him away. ]
Snow..bella?
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[ But anyway, back to their snowwoman! She's shaping up quite nicely — literally. ]
That's her name! Don't wear it out. What d'you think? Does she need some clothes?
[ She is naked...but she's also made out of snow, so. ]
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I could return to my room for another scarf.
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Got a dress that would fit a snow lady? — Kidding! Kidding. Think I've got a hand it could wear, too. Maybe some mittens...
[ Guess it is sorta difficult to establish snowperson gender off of clothes alone. ]
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