"Okay, um..." Prompto stared at it for a moment, he was having a hard time making decisions, mainly because he was beginning to feel foggy headed and his anxiety was through the roof.

Honestly, he figured it was understandable at this point, considering the news they'd gotten and it was a preview of how he'd be when the inevitable happened.

Noctis would miss that though.

He fidgeted. "Yeah, so, uh, okay pick the...green one." Whatever it was, it wouldn't be too terrible.