If Prompto had just said any of this earlier, they wouldn't be in this tense situation. If he hadn't resisted, Clarus wouldn't have had to escalate at all. And if he'd just sat still, they might still be talking with their inside voices. But no, the boy had to be difficult. Emotional trauma or not, when a figure of authority asks an important question, if you have nothing to hide you answer.

The elder Shield seemed to back off a bit in stance, ever so slightly, at the mention of Lady Lunafreya. If that was true, if she were involved, then Clarus had no right to question the situation. Her motives were divine as far as he was concerned, being the Oracle. She'd always had Noctis' best interest at heart.

His brows knit at the new information, and it seemed as though the older Amicitia was going to back off, but... "You would do well to become more skeptical of the world around you, Gladiolus. I'm afraid I trained you to be too complacent with those you consider your allies." He hadn't told Gladio yet, but... "The Empire has people everywhere. Insomnia fell due in no small part to a traitor I considered a brother."

His piece said, Clarus shifted out of his defensive stance. He stared at Prompto without expression for a moment, weighing his words and his reactions.