Cor stares at Prompto for a few moments. Were he sober, he might see a faint semblance to Besithia. But as tipsy as he is? that's not happening right now. "...you're shitting me. You? Sunshine ray full of chocobo fluff and guns, related to that asshole? Shit, no wonder you feel messed up."

There's even more swearing upon hearing what happened between him and Ardyn. "Fuckin' bastards, the lot of 'em... First the Oracle, then you...why the fuck isn't he just going for the kill if all he wants is Noct--"

He stops cold for a few moments, and then looks a little sheepish. "...sorry. Not angry at you. You're a good kid. Man. Friend." Congrats, Prom, you're getting the rare head-pat from Cor.