"Oh! ...ohhhhh!" Okay, he's whispering now. Just let him take one look around before slinging an arm around Prompto's shoulders. Let's go and take a sit down somewhere reeal private.

(But still on the air mattresses.)

"So- you've talked to them, right? I mean- this happened when you were under those illusions? So it wasn't the real yous." Yous.