Prompto had to laugh. It was a watery almost pitiful kind of laugh, but it was there. "Well no one but Gladio is as handsome as you," he joked back. The gentle teasing that he says dumb things also brought a small giggle to the surface.

He wrapped his arms around Inigo and pressed his face against his shoulder. It felt amazing to be accepted so easily by a friend. Sometimes Gladio and Noct didn't really count since they were so biased. Someone else? It was special. "I'm so glad you're my friend. I know it sucks here sometimes, but I'm really lucky I got to meet you."