He had the feeling he shouldn't be listening to this conversation. It was so private and intimate to Cor and how he felt about losing the king, and his shield and the people from Insomnia.

Prompto swallowed. He felt guilty for not feeling bad for the loss of the people there. It wasn't that he didn't care, he just wasn't connected. He was lucky. Everyone he liked made it out alive.

It made sense though, that they might want someone to look after their kids. Noctis needed Cor's kick in the pants when it happened, and he was a support for their trip.

He tried first to touch Cid, but his hand didn't make contact. It was Cor then, and he moved over and tugged on his sleeve.

"Hey. I'm here." Prompto tried again.