[wow, okay. this is a little nerdy, even for someone like Prompto, who used to stay up until 2, dare, even, 3 am playing mobile games on his phone because (he couldn't sleep sometimes and things like annoying thoughts kept worming their way in there of insignificance and imposter syndrome) he couldn't let his friends top his high score. he stops fumbling around to grab a usb cable out of his pocket to seriously give this guy a listen, and he's trying really hard not to lend a goofy, half-crescent smile at how incredibly lame the monologue is. but he gives him props, he's really into. passion is always an infectious thing for the blond.

and be that as it may, Prompto's not that inexperienced, but by the standards of his own society, he's a full fledged adult, despite the outward appearance and lackadaisical sort of world view.]

That was... very illuminating.

[punning, as usual, he looks down at his camera does that he doesn't have to look McGillis in the face.]

Not wrong though. Even in the worst times, there's always something good to hang onto. A single flashlight can turn an empty room into something way more spacious.

[he does note the badge.]

Hey, uh. Thanks again. General.

For the blanket and everything.