Prompto really hated seeing Noct crying, for any reason. Maybe happy tears weren't so bad. But these ones? These were the worst. They made his heart ache for his friend. He shifted and leaned up so that he could, once again, press a kiss to Noct's cheek and kiss away those tears. In the same move he curled his arm around Noct a little more, holding him close, as protectively as he was able.

"Its alright, Noct. It's just a dream, it can't hurt you." He reassured in a low, gentle tone. Prompto just wished he believed what he was saying. Could dreams hurt them in this world? Something was clearly causing his friend pain and he just didn't know what to do to help. Other than hold him.