Prompto doesn't make anymore jokes then. No more teasing comments. He just falls quiet so that Noct can gather his thoughts and, eventually, tell him what was bothering him.

And when it came, Prompto just looked... puzzled. Noct had dreams like that often? That wasn't normal, right? He couldn't say that but he was sure thinking it. It sounded like such a strange dream. To be floating in a sea of colour with no up or down or ground for your feet? Kind of creepy. And it only got creepier.

"Bahamut? THE Bahamut? Was talking to you? In your dream? H-how?" They were away from Eos weren't they? None of that could get them there could they? Prompto had thought they would be safe!