Too late. The images were there. They both knew it and he had a feeling he's going to regret if this somehow managed to come back to him. Somehow. And good luck with that; he can't be much older than they are, from the looks of things.

"I'd say Black and Red are tied, but then the others would call me out on my bias." He smirked, glad to see Prompto loosening up a little. "And careful. All that praise will go to his head."

And the last thing he needed was one stuck up wolf refusing to get off of him in the morning.