[ They might be as clean as she is, but Prompto would rather just pet Mae herself — okay, never mind, he's not gonna suggest that. He's, uh, not really sure how self-aware, talking animals would take to being pet.
The rat, though? It's winning him over with it's whole sleepy vibe, and slowly but surely, he starts to creep forward, slipping off the edge of his bed and reeeeeeaching out his hand like he's worried about being electrocuted. ]
Y-you're sure it's fine? ...Heh, he is pretty cute up close...
[ Even if the feet are still gross. Carefully, so carefully, he sets just one finger on the rat's tiny head.
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The rat, though? It's winning him over with it's whole sleepy vibe, and slowly but surely, he starts to creep forward, slipping off the edge of his bed and reeeeeeaching out his hand like he's worried about being electrocuted. ]
Y-you're sure it's fine? ...Heh, he is pretty cute up close...
[ Even if the feet are still gross. Carefully, so carefully, he sets just one finger on the rat's tiny head.
Euphoric. ]