[ His eyebrows fly into his hair at the mention of his name. ] W-wh - you...you know me?

[ Maybe it shouldn't be terribly surprising, considering how doggedly he'd chased down the Shady Man's accomplices, but still. Prompto isn't the least bit used to being anybody worth knowing about. It takes him a moment to recover. ]

I-I... [ His mouth thins, thoughtful, as he glances down. ] ...She gave me a place in the guard, and... [ He'd helped a lot of people that way. ] I dunno, she's sort of scary - or really scary - but she's always been fair. But...it doesn't sound like I know the full story.

[ A beat. ]

Is she really from Wyver?