Oh.. he hadn't meant to say that. Oh no. He really shouldn't have said that. Was it too late to crawl under the table? His cheeks were just as red as Noct's as he mentally scrambled to figure out what to do next.

".. sorry. Um.." Crap. "C- can we talk about chocobos now?" He forced an exaggerated grin hoping maybe humor might break the tension or at least make Noct look less like Prompto had admitted to wearing women's underwear.

He drew his hand back, unsure what to do. "Hey, I'm not.. I'm not asking for anything. This doesn't have to mean anything. It's just.. I thought you knew already. I didn't mean to mess anything up. I mean, you're you and I'm.. well, me. A- and it doesn't.. I don't.. uh.. do you want me to go away?"