Prompto will need to explain he isn't sure that's a thing. The whole cutting Ardyn into a thousand pieces thing? Yeah, so it might not be as easy as it sounds on paper. Last thing he wants is Gladio to find that out the hard way...and find out what happens if - when - Ardyn morphs from amused to bored and maybe decides he's doesn't want the Shield around to toy with.

"Yessir," Prompto tries to lighten the mood as he slings his arms around Gladio's neck. The guy's built like a wall but even so, he hopes he doesn't, like, choke the guy after everything they've been through. "Maybe we need another plan of attack? He wants us to be together and doing what he wants seems like...I dunno. It doesn't end awesome."

As much as he aches to see Iggy and Noct - especially Noct, if only to ask him the questions he wishes he could ask privately - he doesn't want to keep following along after Ardyn's carrots. Sure, sometimes it pays off at first but there's always something, always a catch even if it's days down the line. Prompto's grip tightens for a moment as he loops his legs around Gladio's stomach, feeling the hard muscles flex as he stands.

"Feel free to drop my on my ass if you need to," Prompto tries to manage a feeble smile at the back of Gladio's head. He's still got that quasi-mullet going on and if you ask him, it's the best damn mullet in the history of mullets.