Prompto's cheeks turned red as he stared at the wall (proving he was watching Ignis from the corner of his eye... the man looked good, okay?) but he kept right on staring at it even as he worried about Gladio. It seemed Cor had gotten his things in here at some point for there were his bags that had been left at the haven with the tent. Noct hissed softly through his teeth at Ignis' information, staring mostly at the ground, his fingers clenching at his side.

"He could still be dangerous." Noct let out a breath and nodded, but it showed in the lines of his body how worried he actually was. "There's got to be something we can do to help." Not a question but a statement, a demand of himself. If he was King, he should be able to figure out something to help his Shield, shouldn't he?

"Noct... Iggy's gotta rest," Prompto pointed out quietly. "Gladio's strong. He'll make it through this."