I want to ride my chocobo all day!

There were definitely a lot things about tonight that had Prompto feeling nervous and anxious, but one thing he wasn't not worried about was that dinner at the Caelum Via would not be impressive enough. As one of the premier lux locations in the whole city, it towered over most of the already substantial metropolis, with a clear view of the looming Citadel nearby.

After a walk through the aquarium with its feature around painting of the goddess Etro, they were escorted to the dining hall just below the Via's legendary rooftop recreation area. Soft music was playing, matching the soft din of conversation and the sounds of utensils over plates. The place wasn't very busy at all; after all, there was no Valentine's Day in Eos, so, for most people, this was just another Monday, and there weren't a whole lot of people looking to live it up on a random Monday at the Caelum Via. This meant they could get a particularly good table by the windows, looking out over the glittering lights of the city of Insomnia as it stretched nearly to the horizon, and they were high enough up that you could almost see faint stars in the sky overhead, through the subtle filter of the protective dome stretched over the city, which, occasionally, would ripple with a magical shimmer.

He'd kept it simple with a black suit, but was already starting to wonder if he'd gone too simple. He would have felt out of place in anything fancier, sure, but he felt pretty out-of-place as it was already. This was definitely the kind of place he would have never dreamed of being able to get into before, but, uh, hey, being a part of the future Crownsguard had it its perks, huh? If it weren't for that fact, he'd half-expect someone to approach them and ask why they were doing there and try to kick them out or something. But now? Who knew? There might even be something in one of the papers tomorrow, a small little corner of the gossip pages, speculating on one of Prince Noctis' retiune having a night out on the town with a mysterious woman, speculating on who she might be...

But that was him getting ahead of himself; he should probably just focus on having dinner first, and then...and then afterwards, they'd take a nice cab ride out to his place, and...well...sure, they lived together, but this would be different, this was here, in Insomnnia, his home....

Okay, okay, okay. Now he really was getting ahead of himself, and they'd reached the table anyway, and so Prompto moved to awkwardly pull out a chair for Liz and gave her a smile that he hoped wouldn't show how nervous he was feeling as he gestured toward it with a, "My lady."

Because of course he would.

[[ for the date, of course! And NFB for distance, natch! ]]