"I don't-" Prompto began, his voice catching in his throat.

"Why? I don't want to talk about it! It's bad enough I have to remember it!" He protested, he wasn't seeing it from Clarus' point of view, he was focused on the pain the memories caused him.

He'd already confessed to Noct, in a good deal of detail, and Ignis slighter details, and it wasn't enough to make his nightmares disappear. All they were, were nightmares to him at that point. He was doing his best not to show how damaged he was.