"I'm not letting you go, Nina!" Prompto insisted, tightening his arms around her squirming. "I have to do this! You...you did a really good job, I mean it, you really did, but you can't fool me. I can tell you...you..."

His voice hitched a little, and he tried to force down a lump in his throat, to no avail.

"We can't have any Bad Toys, Nina. Not even when they can pretend to be Good. In fact, that's even worse! Because it's all just a lie!"

Look at how unhappy she was making him! He'd be crying right now, if he could. It wasn't right!