"Well, yeah," Prompto shrugged a little, picked a pickle off where it was hanging out a little from the last bite. "Of course. But, I mean, he's not really the type to tell people what to do just because he can, either, so that helps. And when he does, he's usually not wrong. He was the one who convinced me that going here might be good for me, and, man, this place has been amazing, so it's a good thing I did listen."