"Heh, according to Vexen, Ienzo- our king's adopted son- used to sneak out of the palace too," he said. "So I guess the desire of kids to sneak off to places they're not supposed to be is pretty universal. Honestly I wonder if he used the same way to get out that Isa and I used to get in? It was too small for an adult, which I figure is why they never found it; I'll have to ask sometime."
He did notice the bit of black peeking out from under the cuff. A birthmark, maybe? No it was too dark for a birthmark? A tattoo then? More likely, but if so, why hide it? Given the way he'd been clutching his wrist earlier, it probably wasn't just because it was the embarrassing result of a Spring Break dare or something. If he had to guess, given the context, it had something to do with why Prompto had gotten so upset. But why get a tattoo that would upset him?
...Unless he hadn't gotten it willingly. There were several possibilities for that given what he'd said about his world, and none of them were good. And given the fact that it was magitech specifically that had freaked him out, and the verbal slip he'd made earlier... A picture began to form in Lea's mind. But he knew better than to mention it directly, just then, especially because whether he was right or wrong, it might put them right back where they started. Best try a different angle.
Lea smiled a bit and gently waved off the apology. "Nothing to be sorry about, man," he said. "I've been there; it's rough, and there's no shame in needing a little help when you get too deep into your own head like that."
"Now that you're back with the world, though, there is some more serious stuff that all this brought to mind that I'd like to talk about. Not about magitech, but about certain things in my world and my own experience. If that's alright?"
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Date: 2025-05-03 10:31 pm (UTC)He did notice the bit of black peeking out from under the cuff. A birthmark, maybe? No it was too dark for a birthmark? A tattoo then? More likely, but if so, why hide it? Given the way he'd been clutching his wrist earlier, it probably wasn't just because it was the embarrassing result of a Spring Break dare or something. If he had to guess, given the context, it had something to do with why Prompto had gotten so upset. But why get a tattoo that would upset him?
...Unless he hadn't gotten it willingly. There were several possibilities for that given what he'd said about his world, and none of them were good. And given the fact that it was magitech specifically that had freaked him out, and the verbal slip he'd made earlier... A picture began to form in Lea's mind. But he knew better than to mention it directly, just then, especially because whether he was right or wrong, it might put them right back where they started. Best try a different angle.
Lea smiled a bit and gently waved off the apology. "Nothing to be sorry about, man," he said. "I've been there; it's rough, and there's no shame in needing a little help when you get too deep into your own head like that."
"Now that you're back with the world, though, there is some more serious stuff that all this brought to mind that I'd like to talk about. Not about magitech, but about certain things in my world and my own experience. If that's alright?"