"Thanks. I know I'm not....saying things good right now." Mostly, it was because he was intoxicated and he breathed.

"I wouldn't let him. I won't. I'll be ever at his side, I promised." Prompto couldn't imagine Noctis sending him away, he couldn't imagine agreeing to that.

"I just need him to be safe and then...then I dunno. He'd be king?" He didn't know what his future held, he didn't even know what he wanted it to hold.