[he does know a thing or two about getting all up an personal in peoples' businesses, and that's exactly why Prompto is a forgiving cuddler extraordinaire.

but not really, he just likes being close to people by proximity. it's nice to held by someone, even if he's not about to get into the fine details about that with a.) a total stranger and b.) someone who probably doesn't care either way. underneath everything, it makes him feel more like a person and less like a not-person, if that makes any sense.

making a sourpuss out of McGillis, though, that's probably just going to tip their robot overlords further toward the scale of "not legit."]

Probably not. But, hey, man. It's okay.

[he takes it failure isn't something the other blond is used to. not that it's entirely a failure? it just needs some leg room. like a picture, just. maybe taken at the wrong angle.

he sidles in a way to lean more against the general, less relying on his arms to prop his position up. for all his impatience, Prompto's still a pretty gentle person, and he's just as such when he tries to move his arm so that the pose is way more natural, touching more of Prompto than treating him like a sack of potatoes.

start small. it's what he told himself when he started taking running as a hobby, back when he was a kid.]

Tell me, uh. Talk about something that makes you happy. People usually relax a bit when they do.