Prompto nodded. He was grateful to her because he really needed it at the time. Noctis would have been sad if he'd done something stupid. Well...something even stupider than he already did.

The clinging was firm and grounding and he needed that, or he'd clam up. It would be too overwhelming, but he wasn't alone. Noctis was with him. Noctis was always with him when he needed him. That was just how it was.

"I got into Gralea, but that's where he wanted me to go, he just let me think that I..." He shook his head.

"I was picked up just inside the city. They took me to the Chancellor and he took my gun...guns. I'd stolen some from the facility and he attached me to that thing."

Prompto was squeezing harder, his fingers curling into his sleep shirt.

"He had a lot of stuff, you know? And he talked to me, all the time. How I belonged to him."