"What's bigger and meaner than Gladio?" Prompto murmured, shifting uncertainly from side to side. There was a tension in the air he couldn't quite place his finger on what it was. Was it Noct's obvious worry? Was it how calm Ignis was about everything? He bit his lip, wanting to just shout it out but he already was king of putting his foot into his mouth.

"I'm guessing you're agreeing with Cor and I shouldn't go in there and talk to him," Noct said flatly, not happily either, looking towards Ignis. Clearly Cor had been doing his job in every way to try and protect their uncrowned King while the others were injured. Prompto, somehow, had managed to keep Noct on top of that haven all night though which meant Gladio had trusted true.