Prompto would like to think you didn't giggle when you were dying, though maybe that wasn't the such a bad way to die! There were worst ways and that included like almost all of the other options.

It all happened so fast, even if he was the one doing it. He was just glad he was used to fighting enough his body could act even when it left his brain behind. However it happened, he was relieved when Gladio was taking the very heavy sword with the very heavy soldier on it out of his hands.

The praise though, that was unexpected. An excited grin split across his face that only got brighter as he took in Gladio's proud expression. "I did! I've got your back, Big Guy! You can count on me!" He blushed hearing what he had to look forward to. "I'm going to hold you to that!" He wasn't really. Not unless Gladio felt up to it.