Whiplash. Prompto was getting whiplash right now, because any desire he had to just smile and act like he was fine went flying right out of him at that reaction and he could only stare at Nina incredulously.

"Of course they contacted me!" he said, throwing up his hands. "Nina! Noctis is my best friend! And he had some person he doesn't even know telling him about how bad of a weekend I had! I wasn't even that bad! I would hope that would make him feel maybe at least a little worried and talk to me about it."

No.

Seriously.

He really did hope that Noctis would feel that way, and the fact that he did was...really bolstering him right now, he was not going to lie about that.