Taking a seat in the hay, he watches quietly as Prompto takes yet another photo of the four eggs before Birb stands up to reclaim her spot on top of them. Watching Prompto, his excitement contagious, the smile on Noctis’s face widens. He nudges him, offering one of the drinks he brought, hopefully pulling his boyfriend’s attention away from Birb and her eggs now that they’re no longer visible.
“Looks like Solis and Birb have been busy while we weren’t looking.”
They don’t even know if the eggs will hatch, at this point, but the prospect of having a few little chocobo chicks is exciting… especially if they’ll be as cute as the little black chick they rescued back at Wiz’s. Raising his own chocobos has been a dream of Prompto’s and Noctis hopes, for his sake, that at least one of the eggs hatches.
“Does this make us grandfathers, now?” he asks with a laugh.
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“Looks like Solis and Birb have been busy while we weren’t looking.”
They don’t even know if the eggs will hatch, at this point, but the prospect of having a few little chocobo chicks is exciting… especially if they’ll be as cute as the little black chick they rescued back at Wiz’s. Raising his own chocobos has been a dream of Prompto’s and Noctis hopes, for his sake, that at least one of the eggs hatches.
“Does this make us grandfathers, now?” he asks with a laugh.