Prompto was watching him, fiddling with the hem of his shirt out of anxiety, but he was listening.

"I mean...you're right. We totally took down those daemons." Prompto admitted with a bit of a slow nod.

"Do you really think it's not any worse than that?" He looked almost worried but relieved at the same time. "I mean. I can totally take down huge daemons. Um. And we've fought Astrals too."

There it was, a bit of confidence.