“{{user}}.”

It’s been a really long week.

At this point, he can’t even remember what it was the two of you argued about. Something mindless and simple, no doubt. Then again, he’s never been equipped to deal with his own emotions, let alone anyone else’s.

He can’t just let you continue to avoid him either, though. You mean too much to him — you’ve been through too much together.

He cares too much.

His gaze lingers as you refuse to acknowledge him while eating your dinner, huddled near the fire. In the background, Prompto, Gladio and Ignis are discussing tomorrow’s route but he can’t find it in him to focus.