Prompto frowned watching that confused face. He needed to get a better idea of Inigo's world so he knew how to phrase things. Wait, hadn't his buddy told him before? Kings, dragons, traveling, swords.. yeah, all very modern things. He didn't know what the issue was! Oh.. but he was confused by his camera that one time... hm.

"How do you dance together and be a solo thing?" He was confused. "Your mother was a dancer?" His interest was piqued immediately. His eyes widened a bit, loving any story about families. He technically had one but it felt so different ever since he'd learned the truth about himself. Not only that but his foster family (what he was mentally calling them now) had been gone so often. "What was that like? She- I mean. What was she like?"