[He's not surprised by those words, though he wished she didn't think them. In a way, this feels familiar- not the same, but the comment reminds him of that one night on a motel roof with Prompto, listening to his fears and insecurities about not being good enough, about not belonging.
"Thanks for making time for this loser."
He hates the idea that his friends might think that- that some divine destiny or his title or even just his own sense of self-grandeur would cause someone to believe that he should be doing anything other than hanging out with them. Maybe there are days when that's partially true, that he should be doing something more important. But it's his call to make and no one else's. They shouldn't be ranking themselves as lesser, for any reason.]
Nothing we do together is wasted time. Try and remember that.
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[He's not surprised by those words, though he wished she didn't think them. In a way, this feels familiar- not the same, but the comment reminds him of that one night on a motel roof with Prompto, listening to his fears and insecurities about not being good enough, about not belonging.
"Thanks for making time for this loser."
He hates the idea that his friends might think that- that some divine destiny or his title or even just his own sense of self-grandeur would cause someone to believe that he should be doing anything other than hanging out with them. Maybe there are days when that's partially true, that he should be doing something more important. But it's his call to make and no one else's. They shouldn't be ranking themselves as lesser, for any reason.]
Nothing we do together is wasted time. Try and remember that.
[Friends are important, too.]