"Okay, I'll bet on Cor." Prompto answered gently, with a smile. If Noct won, well he had a tendency to pool his gil with theirs anyway.

He sighed with a contented grin and yeah, words should happen, but not right now.

Prompto would move if asked, just like he'd climbed into his lap on gentle request. So, effectively, they were just going to cuddle until someone came and dragged them away.

This was a bad idea, but he couldn't remember why, so he decided to go with it, reveling in the affection.