And Prompto had debated with himself...a lot...about his choice of car, especially since he himself had never actually worked on the Regalia and most of its recreation in the danger shop was based solely on general knowledge and conjecture; he hadn't even been there, when they finally had to say good-bye to her in Gralea, since he was, you know, kind of busy being tied up and tortured and being used as bait and all. But it was with the Regalia that Ignis had given him driving lessons, and Noct, too, and pulling up those old chocobo photos for his class earlier had made him feel even more nostalgic than usual.

They were doing this for him, after all, so it just....sort of felt right.

"Not at all," he said, giving her a soft smile back before it flowed into a soft snort. "Well, I mean, we'll see how I feel after we're done, but, yeah, no, sorry it took so long to get around to finally doing it, but....think you're ready to get started?"

His eyes did, however, trail a little bit skeptically toward those boots which, yes, did look absolutely fantastic, but hardly seemed the most--

--and then Aranea Highwind showed up in his brain to give it a nice smack and several graphic threats of what could happen when underestimating what a woman was capable of doing in any circumstances even in the most ridiculous of footwear, while Cindy Aurum just laughed.