Hey, that 'm' word was safely tucked away into the narrative, where it would absolutely remain deeply buried if Prompto had anything to do with it.

"Cool!" Lucy decided and, since clothes were finally established, she also decided to take a flying leap for the bed, giving Prompto just barely enough time to move so that his legs didn't get crushed by an overly eager launched child who looked at his with a bright smile and shining eyes that just pretty much ruined him for life before she turned that same look on Yang. "So what're we gonna do? Are there things to beat up? Where's the puppies? Where's the weapons? Can we go shopping? Play video games? Where's breakfast? Do you have any Cup Noodles? If you're really my dad," she gave Prompto's leg a skeptical poke, "you should definitely have Cup Noodles."