[talking to ignis was a mistake. prompto already feels tongue-tied, and he hasn't even started saying anything in response to the questions. mostly because he wants to just tell everything to the adviser so that it becomes his problem instead and he deals with it however best he sees fit. prompto is really not capable of handling this at all, and it shows in how Fidgeting Intensifies as does his aversion towards eye contact.]

Well, you know Noct. Always gotta be fishing, gotta be cashing on some hunts...

[it sounds like such a lame excuse, but there's really nothing to actually mask how altissia had been a wreck and how the oracle's death became a real low point for all of them. not to mention, ignis's adjusting to his disability (that's what it was, until he proved them wrong) and noctis's recovery.]

Could we -- talk about that later?

[nose scrunching, he looks up, finally.]

It feels like I haven't seen you in ages.

[prompto missed ignis, too, even if the sentiment would likely not be understood by the other.]