"We'll see about that," Prompto said, tossing her a controller, then scooting up close to desk, leaning over his keyboard for a moment while getting a few finishing touches done on the set up, checking to make sure everything would go as planned on the set-up for the second monitor, since he hadn't really been expecting to use that one right away like this. "I've got a home turf advantage now."

On a completely new system that he hadn't really used quite yet. But had had built the system up mostly himself to resemble the C.I.C. one as close as possible with the resources available to him, though, so, yeah. Total home turf advantage.