"Exuberant," Gladio said on a huff of a laugh. "That's definitely one way to describe him." It was a good choice, really. Prompto had more energy than all of them combined on most days, for all of his whinging. However, in this case? "...I think it's gonna be Noct who's the tougher one, this time." Given what Ignis had said earlier about him.

"Let them know I'm okay and I'll see 'em when I get up. ...Thanks, Iggy." The corner of his mouth lifted, but his smile was only a fraction of his normal ease. Inside, he wanted to do... what? A part of him wanted to reach out an just squeeze Ignis' shoulder, a physical touch, to ease off some of that fear in him, but he knew it would only make things that much worse.