For a moment Inigo is so caught up in his own tears that he misses all the telltale sounds. The door to the carriage opening, the footsteps, the sounds of the suitcases being moved slightly as Prompto climbs over them. It's only when there's that sudden touch of the arm on his shoulders that Inigo realises he's no longer alone.

His head snaps up in surprise, the tearstreaks on his cheeks now clearly visible - and they're not fully dry yet either, considering tears are still rolling down there even as he stares at Prompto in surprise.

For a moment he almost looks horrified. This isn't the kind of face he wants to show to anyone. Especially not to Prompto, who seems so cheerful and fun all the time. The least Inigo should do is match that, not look like the miserable wreck he feels like right now.

But he can't stop. Now he's started crying and the tear dam is broken, the tears just keep on coming, no matter what he does. He can't hide this right now.

The realisation has him quickly shoving his hands in front of his face, sobbing into them instead. His voice sounds choked up when he manages to speak.

"Why are you here..?"