[Prompto goes thoughtful at that, focusing on either his own burrito or the opposite wall by turns.]

I know I don't want swords. And... as cool as the skulls and stuff are, I don't think I want that, either. It's not...

[He gropes for the words, but all he has is that sense of not-quite-right, not-quite-them. They're Noct's symbols, Lucian symbols through and through--and it's not that Prompto's not Lucian.

But Noct said, I say we break down the borders. That's what they shared, just the two of them.

Prompto's oaths were never to the King of Lucis. They were to Noct.]

It's not what I'm looking for.

[He considers it a little longer.]

Did you get to see Pryna, ever? I mean Lady Lunafreya's dog, the white one? Or Umbra, for that matter. I'm sure I've got a picture...

[He materializes his camera and starts paging through the gallery.]