[His brows furrow. He doesn’t like the sound of that because it meant Prompto was awake and alone. Not that he doesn’t believe in Prompto’s strength, but still...

His arm hovers there, eyes lowering to the band. He turns it with his fingers and frowns.]

I think... when he was awake, he understood. I think this was a final gift from him. It... [His brows crease a little more and he looks up quickly and drops his arm.] It was covering something he didn’t like about himself which he showed me.