Which was...all...very confusing to Prompto right now, on an already confusing morning, and he looked for a moment from Yang to the little kid and back to Yang again since both of them seemed to have way more of an idea of what was going on that he did.

"Uhhh, no?"

In Sabine's defense, there was a good chance no one told her, either.

Prompto scooted over in the bed a little so that he could reach for and grab a shirt, too, and maybe be a little bit mad over how this situation was not allowing him to appreciate how great Yang looked in his shirt as he would have liked to. "But...I mean...usually this sort of thing doesn't happen....uh, instantaneously like this."

Ironic, coming from you, Clone Boy.

"...does it?"

Because if this was how it worked on Earth, Earth was about to lose a lot of its cool points right now. A lot.