To say it was freaky not to have a floor beneath him was an understatement.

Prompto responded by squeezing him. He'd seen it, it was too late to take that back, but he rested his head against Noctis' back. A solid presence in this place that was...nothing.

"I'm here." He said, holding him. "I'm here. Just...can you wake up now?" He asked, a little unsteady, there were things he'd seen and heard that disturbed him but he couldn't give up on Noctis.

"Airships. Airships Noct."