Tricked? That's not very nice. You should let him know.

[He wonders if he should take that as a grain of salt, because there's always the choice of deciding to not be someone's roommate beyond the initial agreement. He figures that they must get on well enough, so the joke is interpreted as one, V's own smile lopsided.]

What's the point in putting on a brave face in a place like this? [Re: Prompto, he means. The tip of his cane clicks against the floor again.] We are all lost creatures, apparently making ends meet in a world where we don't belong. Missing home is just the consequence of being human.

[He assumes. He should know, but his experiences have been rather limited.]