Prompto was quiet a moment, listening and he tilted his head, looking at Hunk. Then he offered a little smile.

"That's what happened. I got captured by the enemy and everything he did was worse the longer I was there. And-And when we met I was still kinda-" He laughed a little nervously.

"It wasn't long after that. I haven't been great since being here. Like in my head, you know? And seeing it all again, and getting interrogated, it was too much. Sometimes for me it's too much." He was babbling again, honestly. He had been left with deep emotional scars, even though the physical ones had been healed.

"That's...pretty good though. I um-" He blushed slightly. "Thanks. That's nice. To say, I mean-" He let out a slightly frustrated groan. "Why am I so awkward?"

"I'm glad I could help. I was trying to and-and yeah I'm not always good with people. Like at all."