[ His head lifts when Prompto straightens back up, unable to fight the little twitch at his lips when he sees Prompto's own smile. Sure, there are still heavy thoughts and realities hovering over their heads, but for now? This was a good conversation and the trust between them has only grown. That's something he wants to hold onto for as long as he can. ]

Ahh, no kidding... He'll be up soon and ordering us around, making sure everything's way cleaner. It'll feel good to pay him back a little in advance.

[ So Noctis too stands, careful again to favor his nearly-healed arm through the process. ]

... thanks, Prompto.