You're a prince among men. Thanks for the fooood. [He takes a spoonful of rice and curry and digs in.] Mm--
[Prompto stops, eyes closed, the taste of it on his tongue--and the ingredients are different, the place is different, everything is different and he can never go back--but if his eyes are a little wet when he swallows and opens them again, he's smiling faintly, too.]
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[Prompto stops, eyes closed, the taste of it on his tongue--and the ingredients are different, the place is different, everything is different and he can never go back--but if his eyes are a little wet when he swallows and opens them again, he's smiling faintly, too.]
...Tastes like home, dude.