Noctis made an affirming noise at the chocobo spiel, pocketing his wallet. (Chocobos were absolutely the best, and curiously enough, this brought some much-needed context for the inexplicable charm that always hung from Cor's sword, in retrospect, since he never seemed to carry much fondness or affinity for the birds himself.) He made a mental note to take out the map once they finished with the important stuff; it might cheer Prompto up to know just how close they were to the chocobo farm, though they have some work to do before they can venture that far. Gotta work before they can play.
At Prompto's question, he sat quietly for a moment, mulling it over. Where to even begin. He wanted to know everything, but was it better to wait for the others so Prompto doesn't have to relive it more than once? He looked really badly affected by what went down, more than Noctis expected, considering it wasn't even his country on fire. If it was that bad, though, Noctis could always pass the story along to the others, and they could question him as needed. Might be better not to overwhelm him. They'd sort of developed a rapport on the back of the truck, something Noctis had found as unexpected as it was kind of... awesome? It was incredibly rare that he found anyone who fought well at his side, something that had taken he, Ignis, and Gladio years to perfect. With Prompto it had come about weirdly naturally. He wanted to see if it was a fluke or not, and that meant giving Prompto fewer reasons to up and vanish on them- or switch sides back to Niflheim, if the opportunity arose.
That was ultimately what sealed it for him. This was a conversation for the two of them, not the others. They could figure the rest out later. "Um... I guess first of all, who are you? Why were you in Insomnia? I know your name, but Luna didn't give me a lot of details, just that you two were friends kinda like her and me." He waited a beat, and then added, "Also... I want to hear what you know about Luna."
He'd been told she would be in Altissia. He'd wanted her far away and safe. But he couldn't keep ignoring that niggling little feeling in the back of his mind, that he was missing something crucial. Prompto had hoped she was safe... if she'd gone to Altissia, why would he say that?
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At Prompto's question, he sat quietly for a moment, mulling it over. Where to even begin. He wanted to know everything, but was it better to wait for the others so Prompto doesn't have to relive it more than once? He looked really badly affected by what went down, more than Noctis expected, considering it wasn't even his country on fire. If it was that bad, though, Noctis could always pass the story along to the others, and they could question him as needed. Might be better not to overwhelm him. They'd sort of developed a rapport on the back of the truck, something Noctis had found as unexpected as it was kind of... awesome? It was incredibly rare that he found anyone who fought well at his side, something that had taken he, Ignis, and Gladio years to perfect. With Prompto it had come about weirdly naturally. He wanted to see if it was a fluke or not, and that meant giving Prompto fewer reasons to up and vanish on them- or switch sides back to Niflheim, if the opportunity arose.
That was ultimately what sealed it for him. This was a conversation for the two of them, not the others. They could figure the rest out later. "Um... I guess first of all, who are you? Why were you in Insomnia? I know your name, but Luna didn't give me a lot of details, just that you two were friends kinda like her and me." He waited a beat, and then added, "Also... I want to hear what you know about Luna."
He'd been told she would be in Altissia. He'd wanted her far away and safe. But he couldn't keep ignoring that niggling little feeling in the back of his mind, that he was missing something crucial. Prompto had hoped she was safe... if she'd gone to Altissia, why would he say that?