[Karamatsu's breath catches painfully in his throat. The sight of this body- the recognition of who it is- nearly causes him to fall back, flat on his ass.
Instead, he staggers forward onto his knees, bringing a hand to his head.]
Prompto. Prompto-!!
[HAHAHA THIS IS FINE THIS ISNT FINE HOLY SHIT WHAT]
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Instead, he staggers forward onto his knees, bringing a hand to his head.]
Prompto. Prompto-!!
[HAHAHA THIS IS FINE THIS ISNT FINE HOLY SHIT WHAT]