[That, more than anything Noct could have said instead, gets Prompto to smile. He smacks Noct's shoulder gently, halfway to a grin but stuck at something softer and warmer. This is the Noct he knows. This is the king who's his best friend.]

You know it, dude. All of us together... Who cares where people come from? I think deep down, we all want the same thing. Just... the chance to live our own lives.

[Prompto nods firmly and looks up for affirmation.]

Don't you think?