[ She's sharp, that Ros, and Prompto follows her line of sight down to his wrist. It's his gut reaction to curl his hand around it, even when he still wears the wristband. He'll probably never quite get over the habit, but at least he still looks relaxed. Or...relaxed enough. ]

...Yeah, he does. I was...so worried about what would happen if he found out, ever since the day I met him. He's the prince, and I...I was made to become something that would hurt Lucis. Would hurt him. And you know what he did when I finally came clean?

[ Prompto glances up, tipping his head back with a soft laugh. ]

He didn't even blink before he just accepted me for who I am and told me it didn't matter when I came from. That's...just the kind of person he is.