I didn't know that. You don't look old enough to need a walking aid.

[he says quietly, feeling somewhat like he's being told something he should know, but perhaps this is the most thanks he'll get. some people are like that—and so prompto will just have to deal with it. the fact that v's talking to him might speak volumes, anyway.]

V, right?

[prompto's just glad he's okay, even if this much he won't be outright about.]

I know you're gonna tell me that if it wasn't my job I have nothing to feel responsible for, but still. It's just how I feel. At least you're up on your feet [no pun intended] and it'll be easier for you to get around now.

[the umbrella (purple) falls to the floor as prompto forgets about its existence for a moment. he leans down to pick it up again.]

Guess you won't want this one anymore, huh.