It was hard to focus on what Lea was saying. He wasn't sure if the mysterious appearance of the book was reassuring or not. He also wasn't sure if he liked how easily Lea seemed to be able to read him.
He scanned over the library, scanned again. He knew Lea was right, he had to centre himself, but it was hard not to feel like the room was closing in on him. He took a half step back. His nails bit into the leather cuff.
He forced another steadying breath and cringed when his voice came out in a familiar flat tone. "I just need to know how much the book says about MTs." He didn't want to have this conversation with Lea. He really really didn't. He hadn't even wanted to have it with the guys. Would be happier if no one but Cor ever knew the truth about him. But if that book had mentioned anything to Lea that the man could use to figure out what Prompto was... He needed to know.
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He scanned over the library, scanned again. He knew Lea was right, he had to centre himself, but it was hard not to feel like the room was closing in on him. He took a half step back. His nails bit into the leather cuff.
He forced another steadying breath and cringed when his voice came out in a familiar flat tone. "I just need to know how much the book says about MTs." He didn't want to have this conversation with Lea. He really really didn't. He hadn't even wanted to have it with the guys. Would be happier if no one but Cor ever knew the truth about him. But if that book had mentioned anything to Lea that the man could use to figure out what Prompto was... He needed to know.