[How nice it is to know that he can continue to instill fear with just proximity and a few words alone. Some things haven’t changed, some experiences wrought from Eos not so easily forgotten just because they’ve both been uprooted from their homes.

He could hurt him just to make a point. It wouldn’t be hard at all, it’d barely require any effort on his part, nor much time. Not unlike snapping a twig from under the heel of his boot. Briefly, his sadistic nature makes him actually consider it, before his more rational mind tells him that seeing Prompto's reaction should be satisfying enough for now.]

I have a myriad of things I could be doing right now. But can’t I say the same for you?

[A motion over to Prompto’s soup bike, though his gaze doesn’t leave the boy.]

Since you’re so eager to help everyone, you’ve no time to waste. Go on, then.