Backdated Fiddlesticks 1- Late/ Video

[bethereprompto]

[Prompto's image appears on the network with a worried expression on his face. He's already in his pjs (tank top and chocobo yellow pj bottoms) and he's pretty sure Iggy's already in bed but.. there's a very big and important 'something' missing from his room.]

Hey uh.. sorry for bugging everyone but uh..

[He glances back at his room uncertain.]

Has anyone seen Gladio? Buddy? If you're around will you just.. I don't know, shout 'Marco' or something for me? If you need alone time or whatever, that's cool. I won't come bother you but.. just..

[What if Gladio really was needing some alone time and he was being stupid about this? He didn't want to be harassing the poor guy.]

Never mind.

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[bethereprompto]

What kind of chance do you think?

[He didn't know if he wanted the answer to that question.]

I'm Prompto, by the way. What's your name?

[utulien_aure]

[He shakes his head]

I cannot give you odds; I doubt any here could. But having the chance to hope at all is no small thing.

Well met, then, Prompto. My name is Fingon.

[bethereprompto]

[That statement spoke to too much of his life recently and he wished he'd heard it sooner. Still, now was better than never at all. It caused some emotion to show on his face, but he also smiled.]

Thanks, sir- uh- Fingon. I appreciate that.

[utulien_aure]

[Funny how often one receives relevant advice well after it would have been appropriate, isn't it?]

It's no trouble, really. Simply don't blame yourself, whatever happens.