[ Sorry about your naptime, Noct...and Prompto kicks himself mentally for it, when he knows what he has to say isn't going to be easy to hear. Why couldn't he just keep his mouth shut? They could have gotten to it later. When they're, you know, not both adjusting to this new world, and everything.

He lets out the smallest of sighs, doing his damnedest not to let himself look to rattled. Keep it together, Argentum. ]

Sure do. If...if you wanna hear it now, anyway. Rain checks are available. Come back next week and get a free popcorn!

[ It's his choice. Prompto will do whatever Noct decides. ]