Noct hated when they called him that when it didn't need to be said and Prompto's head hung. Noct was going to be in such a mood when he came back out. He looked to Ignis, prepared to mention that, when he caught a weird look in Ignis' eyes, something he wasn't sure what to do with. Really, he had no idea what it was but it wasn't anything he'd seen before on Ignis.

Everything... everything felt so messed up.

"I won't, either," Prompto said quickly, quite seriously for him. Then he softened and murmured, "look... for what it's worth, even if it doesn't seem like it, I'm a good listener, 'kay? If... you want someone to talk to, about stuff. It's you, I know you probably won't but like, know it's out there."