And now Prompto had nearly bitten the inside of his cheek raw from the effort not to laugh. Because wow. Woooow. That even managed to exceed his already high expectations of Nina's account of the whole thing. He almost wanted to give her a round of applause, if it wasn't more fun to just play along.

"No!" he gasped, eyes wide, a hand to his deeply scandalized heart. "What tragedy! What inconvenience! To be cast aside out of hearth and home for such unsavory pursuits!"

He nearly broke at that one, so it became imperative to throw himself into it even harder to keep from laughing.

"But of course you may seek refuge in this...far humbler abode, my poor, beleaguered, displaced lady," he ducked his head, before taking up the back, hopping out of his chair with a sweeping gesture of his free arm toward it. "I shall even offer to you the best seat in the house, though I'm sure such a concession will do little too soothe you in this time of such trying desperation."