Prompto let out a choked sob. "I kn-know that. I know I'm good enough for you, but maybe, maybe I can be good enough for them too. I mean...if it's just a life they need."

Out of all of them, it was his that mattered the least, but he was being hugged tighter which made him cry in earnest, head tucked into Noctis' shoulder. He would be embarrassed, but he felt this time it was wholly justified.

"Please don't, I mean don't talk like that. We're here. That's just- It's good. Yeah? They can't get you here? I won't let you out of my sight."

He could try anyway but knowing their time together was limited made it hard not to want to hold onto every precious possible second.

"We have to." He sniffled and wiped his eyes on Noct's shoulder. "We have to."