[Wordlessly, Prompto just sinks to his knees. The only sound he makes isn't even his, but the clatter of his own video pad falling out of his nerveless fingers.
Chloe Price is dead.
Chloe Price is dead, again.
He doesn't even notice he's crying, and the tears fall as silent as snow.]
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Chloe Price is dead.
Chloe Price is dead, again.
He doesn't even notice he's crying, and the tears fall as silent as snow.]