[Soma came to listen to the rain, actually. He's calm, so that's not why. It's simply a familiar, meditative sound and not a bad way to start the day. He might go out in it later (as long as it's not dangerous, he doesn't trust this place not to produce magical or acidic rain), but for now he figures it's a good day to stay in and cook.
And then he sees Prompto snoozing in the chair and Sunshine in her little wagon. Now that makes him smile. Two adorable golden children, asleep without a care in the world? It's a good sight.
He leaves for a little while, returning with a thin blanket and a strip of cloth. The strip acts as a bookmark so he can set the heavy book aside, then he drapes the blanket over Prompto's sleeping form. How many times had he done this for Mina back home? She loves to read, and more times than Soma could count, she'd passed out with a book on her chest. Maybe doing this is just another bit of familiarity for him, a comfort of home. With that done, he sits in another chair and closes his eyes, not sleeping but simply listening to the rain.]
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And then he sees Prompto snoozing in the chair and Sunshine in her little wagon. Now that makes him smile. Two adorable golden children, asleep without a care in the world? It's a good sight.
He leaves for a little while, returning with a thin blanket and a strip of cloth. The strip acts as a bookmark so he can set the heavy book aside, then he drapes the blanket over Prompto's sleeping form. How many times had he done this for Mina back home? She loves to read, and more times than Soma could count, she'd passed out with a book on her chest. Maybe doing this is just another bit of familiarity for him, a comfort of home. With that done, he sits in another chair and closes his eyes, not sleeping but simply listening to the rain.]