That display chases away some of the clouds on Prompto's face; instead he laughs, delighted despite Carbuncle's discomfort with the whole situation.

"He's adorable. And you know, maybe it's a sign that the Astrals are still looking out for us. We can use all the help we can get, right? Maybe we'll even be able to figure out what's messing with your magic while we're stuck here."

Not that Prompto would be much help in that department, but he's not about to let Noctis do it on his own. Being on some other world didn't change a thing, it just meant that their trip was being extended. More like a working vacation than a normal one. At least this place was nice and warm; Prompto's had enough of the cold to last himself a lifetime.

"That big guy did say something about learning magic, didn't he?"