"I don't need a shower," Prompto said with a faint chuckle, shaking his head, "unless you're trying to tell me something, but I swear, I took one before I left!"

It had almost been one of the longest showers ever, but, honestly, this summer had given him more than enough of those...and half the reason it was so long was because he got to singing while he was in there and really got into a groove.

"But I could go for some food..."

Were the softened puppy dog eyes he was throwing at Nina even necessary? Probably not, and he knew it, but he just liked to throw them at her anyway, since he couldn't really get his stomach to grumble on command in an attempt for food-related pity.