Gladio rolls his eyes, bumping his head against Prompto's. "Thought you would've learned a thing or two about removing thorns, Mr. Animal Lover. Sometimes you need someone else to help you pull 'em out. That's the whole point of talking to Noct about this, don't you think?"

Damn, Prom, just ask Gladio questions he knows you know the answer to. He wasn't napping when you patched up that injured dog.

"And you are brave. Isn't this whole conversation about how you threw yourself in harm's way to protect somebody you love? Doesn't exactly say 'coward' to me. You've always been stronger and braver than you give yourself credit for, Prom. The sooner you stop talking yourself down, the sooner you can start seeing it, too."