Prompto's all about healthy eating. Maybe he has a protein shake, maybe he doesn't, but... I don't know, he's more likely to than me. He jogs and stuff, counts calories, that kind of thing.
[You would think so. But both of these boys are useless in their own ways.]
...I hope not. [Shoulders relaxing, but still weirded out.] I don't know. People are changing in weird ways, getting even weirder memories... maybe you turned into a human-eating-cat. Would that be so strange after everything else that's happened?
Anyway, you shouldn't go around saying stuff like that.
[He sighs and returns back to the van which is mewing slightly. The fact that he's turned away means that he's at least starting to understand that this is hopefully one big joke... maybe.]
[Pitou will only hear his voice, since he's going to be working for a bit.]
That's a nice mental image.
[He pauses.]
I read about that, though. It's hard to believe that it's true, and honestly? I'm not going to go testing it out on myself any time soon. Not dying is supposed to be a comforting thing, right? It's not. At all.
[Twisted immortality that he didn't ask for, is what he means.]
[Eventually, though, he'll straighten; this heralds the fact that he's probably done, and now the engine just needs to be started just to make sure it's all working properly.]
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[He's bad at this, okay.]
Prompto's all about healthy eating. Maybe he has a protein shake, maybe he doesn't, but... I don't know, he's more likely to than me. He jogs and stuff, counts calories, that kind of thing.
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If I wanted protein, wouldn't I just eat you?
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Um. No?
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[ Their tail swishes, excited about something. ]
Your organs would probably do nicely enough, even if the rest was a bit stringy.
[ They slide closer, just to be a creep. ]
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...If you eat me, who's going to fix your car and save your cats?
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[ A very sweet smile as they lean against the van. ]
What do you think? Could you stop me?
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I... uh.
[How is he supposed to reply to that? He stands, shifting on his feet.]
I could outrun you.
[Out... ride them, on his motorcycle.]
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But Pitou just smiles at him. ]
You do realize I'm not going to cut you up and eat you, right?
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...I hope not. [Shoulders relaxing, but still weirded out.] I don't know. People are changing in weird ways, getting even weirder memories... maybe you turned into a human-eating-cat. Would that be so strange after everything else that's happened?
Anyway, you shouldn't go around saying stuff like that.
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[ The flick of an ear. ]
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I hear they call that murder.
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[ They lean back against the van, looking upwards. ]
Besides, I hear those of us Retrospec has paid attention to can't die. It might not be in my best interest for my digestion to eat one of you.
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That's a nice mental image.
[He pauses.]
I read about that, though. It's hard to believe that it's true, and honestly? I'm not going to go testing it out on myself any time soon. Not dying is supposed to be a comforting thing, right? It's not. At all.
[Twisted immortality that he didn't ask for, is what he means.]
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[ Not knowing annoys Pitou so deeply. ]
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[And that also settles very badly within him, for reasons both obvious and ones he can't quite put his finger on.]
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[ Or was he just the speediest mechanic with a soft spot for kitties in town. ]
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[He's frowning now, even if it can't be seen.]
I remembered golden chocobos. And a giant snake that was trying to kill me... or eat me, I think.
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[ They're laughing at him. ]
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No, I've been allergic to the idea of being eaten alive since I can remember.
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[ The realest tragedy of all. ]
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[This is a process, Pitou, and they're going to have to wait for Cloud to finish the job properly.]
You probably shouldn't drink all that coffee so fast anyway.
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[ Their tone is so dry. Don’t police their coffee habit. ]
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[No. Policing.]
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[Eventually, though, he'll straighten; this heralds the fact that he's probably done, and now the engine just needs to be started just to make sure it's all working properly.]
Moving cats around?
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