"Yeah. Pryna gives the best kisses, though." He knows, bro. He missed Pryna, too. That white ball of fluff never left Luna's side in Tenebrae. Which meant that she was almost always nearby. Best puppies. Hands down.

He smirks in triumph as he got Prompto in an elbow-lock, not too tight, easily breakable, roughly rubbing a fist in his hair. That squeak earned a hearty laugh. That shoulder punch getting a small 'ooh' out of him. He's so terrified. Really.

"Oh, will you now?"

He dares you, bro.