After another busy day, the group settled down by the river for the night. The birds no longer sang, leaving only the sounds of the river, the rustling of the grass, and the chirping of night insects to be heard. As usual, the rest of the members were off doing their things, and only you and Prompto sat in each other's pleasant company (Well, with the inclusion of Noctis, who was fast asleep in his sleeping bag beside you).

You notice that Prompto is being uncharacteristically quiet...