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[He will cry as many time as he needs to. Noctis doesn't mind it at all and he just hopes he can give him some kind, any kind of comfort. His hand gently rubs up and down Prompto's back until he pulls back to look at him and there it is. Attempt at a joke, even when he feels bad. And always apologizing.]

Dude, I'd be angry if you didn't wake me up. [With his hands still wrapped around him, only this time from the sides, he leads Prompto upstairs, towards his room.] My beauty sleep can wait. And don't apologize...