The boys had gone to sleep together, exhausted physically and mentally. Didn't seem like anyone was ever catching a break. It was perhaps no surprise that Prompto was the one who climbed to his feet and trotted over to the door to open it, leaving Noct on the pile of sheets they called a bed.

"Hey," he said as soon as he opened it, glancing back to see how Noct felt about this. "What's up?"