Prompto's one hand remains clasped around Ignis' while he watches his friend and the chocobo interacting. Indeed, he isn't overthinking it now. Relatively calmer and in his element, this practically comes naturally. The embarrassment and worry is an issue for Later Prompto. For now he admires the measured, gentle, smart approach Ignis takes with the reserved chocobo. He really knows how to work a skittish creature.

But then, Ignis begins to speak. Layin' down some real strong, deep wisdom, thinks Prompto- but as he approaches the last bit, some dots start to vaguely connect, and the boy's cheeks heat up even more. Is he- no, there's no way. Right? Ignis only ever knew Prompto after he forced himself to be more outgoing. There's no chance that is about him, and how stiflingly shy and quiet he is outside his element if he just lets go and doesn't perk himself up. How would the guy know what he hides so well? Or, hell, his anxiety? Maybe a few years later, but...

But perhaps something deep down knows it is, because his heartrate picks up some. Unfortunately for Prompto, his blush is more than obvious now. Extremely, when Ignis levels that wonderfully familiar smile at him.

Oh, Six help him. Talking about passion while looking at him like that? Prompto's going to puke and pass out in a hot minute.

"W-well yeah. World moves fast. I think sometimes there's a whole lot to latch onto. Lots to think on. Easy to get lost in the weeds. What if some end up dangerous? Izzat oblivious?"

The chocobo leaaans its head out to gently nuzzle at Ignis' shoulder, a slightly brighter kweh coming from it. Seems the bird rather likes that Ignis, too.