"Oh please, please Noctis, be ever so lenient so that you don't orphan poor Rebekweh, who's going to look after her and make sure she's perfectly yellow if I'm gone! I throw myself at your mercy!"

Prompto, instead of doing something silly like drop to his knees, he glomped onto Noctis instead.

"Look at that adorable stuffed face and tell her you'll let me stay un-lava'd so I can take care of her forever!"