"What more was there to find out?" Prompto cried out, pained emotionally although when Clarus got into his space, grabbed and manhandled him, his eyes flickered with fear. In that moment he was seeing that smug smirk of the Chancellor, not Clarus' grim expression.

"How should I know?" He cried out, breathing hard. How would he know who took him to Lucis? He was a baby. He was a helpless baby and he wasn't sure if his parents were involved or not, how would he know?

There was the sound of Gladio coming in and hopefully tearing them apart, but he used the chance to press himself into the back of the couch, breathing coming in sharp, quick breaths. The crowding, the fear, it was setting off a full blown panic attack which he did not need right then.

Prompto's voice was small, and he let out a sardonic laugh. "He did it for fun.I was the bait."