[prompto keeps his eyes on noctis's own blue pair, searching. between himself and noctis--sometimes (most of the time) they don't express the full extent of their feelings, but both of them somehow knows exactly what the other one is thinking or feeling without having to put it into words.]

[he finds no malice or attempt to deceive him in noctis's eyes, and prompto manages to breathe a little easier because of it. there's not a vice grip in his heart, anymore.]

[but the question still remains:] You don't remember anything?

[is it the same as with ignis?]

Noct, [somewhat urgently] do you remember being in Altissia at all? --ah, uh... [behind him, another person in line to be served coughs, catching prompto by surprise. this isn't helpful at all. nor the best place, either.] I'll, uh, have chocolate? Dude, do you need to be doing this?