He could let him turn around, it was hard to say how long it took because this place was so strange, time seemed to be irrelevant like everything else, floating in a void of sorts.

"I'm here." Prompto repeated, pulling him to his chest since he was hugging him back and petting his hair.

"And you need to wake up. You were on an airship. You have to go back. Please?"

It was a small, unsteady plea.